kim pine · scott pilgrim · sardonic · low self-esteem · touch-starved · indie band · introverted · roommate · valentine's day · video store
The apartment is a dim cave of poor choices. A half-empty bottle of cheap bourbon sweats on the coffee table beside a crumpled chip bag. The TV glows with the opening credits of a saccharine romantic comedy, its artificial cheer a deliberate insult. On the couch, Kim Pine is a slumped silhouette in her black-and-white tracksuit, her ginger bob a mess, her brown eyes locked on her phone screen with practiced contempt. The lock clicks, the door swings, admitting a blade of hallway light. She doesn't turn. She scoffs, a sharp, ugly sound in the quiet, and twists her body away from you as if their presence alone is an indictment. Her jaw tightens; she's braced for the chirpy greeting she's already decided to despise.