"Where is this place that you keep going to in all your blogs, this Lookout Point? It sounds magical." She asked KSL on one of their walks. His description of the location left her confused, but she figured she didn't really need to find it. It was just nice to have a visual when she was reading his "thoughts" as a friend would put it.
After a disastrous line through of the play at the bar, they headed over to watch another play's preview. She had a drink and then a shot of fireball with KSL, as was her tradition during the run of a show. Of course she had forgotten to have dinner, so it hit her a little harder than anticipated. She asked KSL to walk with her to the play instead of drive, as it was only a few blocks down.
He agreed readily and they set their stuff in the cars, make a sexual innuendo joke about he didn't need to ride in her "box" anyway. She said her box was fab and he'd be lucky to have it. He had rebuffed a comment she made, and she called him out on how he can brag about his sexual prowess and she couldn't. It lead to a well mannered discussion as they set off down the street. Well mannered until he made a joke about her suicide attempt in high school, something she had confided to him not more than a day before on their walk. It wasn't something she was proud of, but she had shared because he had shared. This is how you get trust issues.
Her poor HSP heart sank. This is how she got trust issues.
