Kendall's POV
"Well, that is a very comprehensive question. Don't people wanna achieve happiness, greatness, or whatever when they tell other people their problems?" I try to lighten the mood.
"What do you want?" He sits back.
"To heal." I bite my inner lip, looking away, my heart starting to pick up the pace, not wanting my anxiety to get the best of me.
"What else?"
"Go out maybe," I chuckle, "Its been a while since I last did that." I try to hold in the tears that are trying to break free, but I don't let them and I continue. "Maybe break some rules too." I giggle.
"That's intriguing," He is smiling when I look at him. "What kind of rules do you wanna break?"
"I don't know, something that would have to get me grounded I guess. I never got to do all of that and well, I'm kinda grown up," I brief him. "But, what is wrong with doing all that now you know?"
"How about vandalism?" He suggests.