#anyways feel free to assume connections or hmu c:

[kittyvaltersen]

🔪OPEN :: kitty ft. anyone!!

her reddened eyes began bleeding through the bleach all white (except for the pupil) contacts. though she was blitzed out of her mind from the three hits of concentrated dab, the paler shade of foundation and the surrounding makeup never faltered. still in tacked, she looked more terrifying in the intricate shaded black and purple makeup that seemed touched by a makeup artist than if she did when sober. her head lulled and leaned against the wall. when people came to buy tickets, her words were slowed and deadpanned. only because it was at hellfest and that she was dressed in clown makeup and hair that it seemed creepy beyond belief. however, given any other day, and no one would have second guess that she was transcending to a whole other plane of existence due to smoking too much flower.

“boo,” she drawled with not a drop of enthusiasm. “can i see your wrist band to enter---” kitty kat threw her arm up with little effort, it’s entirety almost feeling too heavy for her to completely lift, “---the ultimate haunted experience of your life??”