MONTY: be honest

Winter: Real talk right now... Winter: What are the rules against marching myself over to my neighbor’s place and telling them to stfu with the load noises? Winter: Not everyone in the neighborhood needs to know your business, you know?

     she’s in a good mood.   her tips have been well,   her skin’s cleared up,   and she’s got a sitter for her daughter for once.   from where sierra stands,   she’s doing well enough to warrant a night out —–   old habits die hard and places like this dingy bar are still her guilty pleasure.   she decided to turn a self - indulging night into a good deed and looked for a shot to pay it forward.   she smiled to nearby company,  leaning over to proposition her through the music.   ❝   hey.   i’m celebrating.   let me buy you a drink.   only catch is you have to pick what we toast to.   what’ll it be ?   ❞