Daphne Blake Syndrome.
Trigger Warning: Alcoholism + Domestic Abuse + Violence
This will contain spoilers for the movie so you’ve been warned
“Did the boys say when they were getting here?” (Y/N) questioned Kimberly as she watched her press the ‘end call’ button on her phone and placing it down on the coffee table in front of the television. “Jason said they’re on their way, Zack wanted to stop for a couple of new books” Both girls looked at each other for a minute and burst into laughter knowing her boyfriend was in fact lying through his teeth. “So, they’re getting take-out and not willing to share.” Leigh concluded while rummaging through the kitchen cabinets for the container of instant coffee.
“Oh absolutely. We’ll be lucky to get the leftovers.” Kimberly called to her stilling giggling as she let herself flop onto Leigh’s maroon leather couch that looked like it could fall apart in a matter of seconds.
“What about Trini? She coming tonight? I managed to pick up her favourite ice-cream this morning.” Leigh asked as she shifted around the large selection of mugs, mostly ones that had yet to be cleaned since her mother didn’t bother to do it, she was too busy drinking straight from the bottle. “Oh, Trini won’t be here, said something about her mother dragging her to a family bowling night.” Kimberly answered picking up the television remote and attempting to turn it on with no avail.