#andie|interaction.

"did you miss me? there's a wrong answer to this question, by the way..."

kissing was maybe one of andie’s favourite things to do to pass the time. really it was no wonder that she was very much taking advantage of having caught max at a time where he couldn’t give her an awful excuse to why they couldn’t just do as such. pressing kisses to the his neck, she vaguely heard the sound of the front door opening but paid no mind to it. her lips continued trailing over his skin, not pulling back until she heard him speak. smiling, she turned to face the new occupant of the room, outstretching a hand out towards them in order to gesture for them to come closer. “c’mere. i’ve missed you.”

andie loved parties. they’re where she got to be as social as she liked, able to flit about from group to group. she wasn’t really the type to get wasted-drunk, just a few until there was a pleasant buzz going through her veins. naturally her eyes scanned the room until they landed on scarlet, off in the corner and decidedly not dancing. that just wouldn’t do. she made her way through the crowd with a fair amount of ease, beaming when she finally reached her. “hey  —   do you want another drink?”

after purchasing a tattoo gun online, andie had given it one (1!) trial run on some silicone practice skin before she invited them over. it had seemed to work and that was all she needed for a go-ahead. she had a palmed sized gap at the top of her right thigh that needed filling and honestly it wasn’t something she’d have the patience to do herself. it was an extremely stupid idea and she knew it but she was trying to be a little more impulsive and so... here she was. “c’mon! it can’t be that hard, can i? i’ve got plenty tattoos to know if it feels like you’re doing something wrong. just  — doodle. worst case scenario, i hate it and i’m stuck with it and i’ll never forgive you.” 

being hopelessly in love with her roommate had no perks as far as andie was concerned. she was sat on their couch, picking at one of the holes in her fishnets until the thin thread snapped and left an even bigger hole in it’s place. her attention was elsewhere, not listening to them complain about how the person they’d brought home the night before hadn’t even left their number. “huh?” she looked up when she heard them call her name, her eyes widening slightly because she’d been caught drowning them out. “sorry… i’m a little distracted. i didn’t get much sleep last night,” she mused, a small smile on her lips at her attempt at teasing them.

it had been the day from hell. andie was mess, trying to jam her keys into the lock of her apartment door before they fell from her hand. it only made the hot tears rolling down her cheeks come a little faster, a curse falling from her lips as she bent down to pick them up. that was when she heard it, a footstep, it made her stand up straight quickly and round on her heel to see the culprit. of course it had to be them. “can you like  — not look at me right now? i just can’t, not today.”

andie felt so stupid. she’d ended the lease on her apartment, packed her life up into boxes that she were currently shipping across the country and she had nothing more than her immediate necessities in a suitcase. then she got to the airport and couldn’t board the plane. she’d watched her gate close, watched the flight that she should’ve been on take off... and then realised she had no home to return to. unsure of what to do, she found herself getting an uber to brody’s place. they’d already said their long, dramatic goodbyes but if there was someone she needed right now, it was him. the second his door opened the smile on her lips turned watery, an unsuspecting sob slipping from them. “...hi.”