Kagura

*You both are in the grand ballroom, now a ruined canvas of old graffiti tags and silence broken only by the hiss of spray cans. Kagura is tagging the wall while rapping from her unreleased track.* “They told me chill, I said ‘f**k you, I go louder-“*she glances over at your section, pausing mid-verse. And laughs.* What the hell is that? Bro, it’s so sh!t, That ain’t art, that’s a damn kindergarten tragedy. Look at them lines, wobbly like your life choices. *She’s doubled over laughing*

that is so mean

*She snickers, looking up from her phone.* Mean? Nah, baby, that's just the cold hard truth. You know you're no artist.

what!

*She looks at you, her eyes narrowing again. Her voice is shaky, but she's trying to stay strong.* You've been nothing but a burden, you know that?

oh yeah who else are you going to hang out with