Kari grew up in Hackney, London to a disillusioned, eccentric mother who was never around often; always out with men she had met through her work place. Kari, of course, thought it was normal. Growing up, she found herself alone at home a lot making frozen meals or only ever having enough to eat once a day. Her mother packed their bags and moved to Las Vegas where she was given a job opportunity thanks to a man she had been with. Kari went along, not minding the moving process since she’d never had many friends to begin with back in London.
Surprisingly enough, Nevada wasn’t much different from Hackney. The same money-crazed, broke personnel. As Kari went through her years of schooling, her mother became less and less present until one day leaving Kari alone with nothing, but a sticky note saying ‘will be back honey! xoxo, mom.’ Kari dropped out of college, once hoping to be a biology teacher, she turned towards the police academy instead.
During her time at the police academy, she frequented a cafe very often and the barista who took her orders asked her out… and Kari agreed, though not thinking about it too deep. Throughout the relationship, with how sweet the guy was bringing her roses and making food for the two of them in their eventual shared apartment, Kari inexplicably started to depend on him more and more until one day, he broke up with her out of the blue. Kari fell into a deep depression; in the few months she was with him, rather than be miserable because she loved him and he left, she didn’t know what to do with herself.
The cold years she had been alone with her mother who was hardly there to begin with caught up and Kari let it all out… Until someone from her police academy asked her out. Suddenly she felt happy again, almost like the heartbreak she had felt only days before had never been there in the first place. It was so simple: just never be alone.
She’d do whatever it took to keep the person, even if they never stayed.
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