if the inspiration ever strikes please write more teenage Ava and Andy. I really want to see more of their backstory in fic form and maybe even from their POV. ;)
“No way, you tell him.”
“I can’t tell him!”
“Andy, he’s not going to kill you.”
“Why don’t we just....not tell him?”
“And hide from him the entire night?”
“I don’t think that’s possible.”
“Sure it is, there’s gonna be a lot of people there.”
“Because it’s your family’s Christmas gala. People are going to want to see you.”
“I don’t care. I want to be with you.”
“In a room of 200 people. Ava, if you don’t tell your Dad-”
“He loves dancing with me at the gala, though. It’s important to him.”
“Then we’ll dance after.”
“You do the first dance of the night with your father, and then we’ll dance when he’s dancing with your mom.”
“Maybe he’ll be less likely to kill me then.”