Speaking Truthfully // Ansel&Karen
The entire drive to Karen’s home was silent, the music being something that he couldn’t stand at that moment as thoughts ln how to tell her the news ran through his head, she wouldnt be happy.. No quite the opposite actually. He knew it would be hard and emotional but at this point he was just hoping for no tears. After only a few more minutes of driving he pulled into her driveway and cut the engine off and taking a deep breath, “Karen.. I kissed Karla” he practices then shakes his head, “So Kaz.. you know Karla… No! Fuck. Okay.. lets go” he hypes himself up and gets out of the car with another sigh. Ansel was dreased in a retro Pepsi tee shirt, black jeans and his boots, he runs his hand through his hair then starts walking toward the door, knocking a few times once he was there and waiting on her to answer.