“Honey - I’m 23. I enjoy anything that doesn’t make me look like I skipped puberty.” And unfortunately for Kenzi, she’s not exactly built like somebody who happens to be 23 years old. She could still pass herself off as a high school student. Hell… she was pretty sure she could still pass herself off as a prepubescent boy.
“Storeroom?” Okay, now Steph has Kenzi’s full attention. “Explain this storeroom to me. Mostly a bunch of dusty old crap or potential goldmine?”
Her own black and white appearance - scrubs aside - was misleading. While she certainly favored heavy black in her wardrobe, she rarely went a day without adding some obnoxiously bright color to her attire. It was the only thing that kept her Russian heritage ass from looking full-on goth.
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“Storeroom?” Okay, now Steph has Kenzi’s full attention. “Explain this storeroom to me. Mostly a bunch of dusty old crap or potential goldmine?”
Her own black and white appearance - scrubs aside - was misleading. While she certainly favored heavy black in her wardrobe, she rarely went a day without adding some obnoxiously bright color to her attire. It was the only thing that kept her Russian heritage ass from looking full-on goth.