#averyxcanary

Arthur looked up from his reading. It took him a couple of seconds to realise that Avery had spoken to him and what she had meant. Okay, so he hadn’t talked to her much that evening, pretty much ignored her even, but he had a job he couldn’t just put to the side whenever he liked. He felt bad about it though and lowered the papers to his lap.

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Levi had spent the past few days staving off a much needed sleep. It certainly wasn't the first time he'd gone so long without drifting off into dream land and he was certain it wouldn't be the last. Keeping himself from nodding off was all he could do to keep the nightmares at bay. Sure, he'd have to sleep eventually. But sleep deprivation was a tolerable option when you were so plagued by night terrors.

Arthur looked up from the papers on his desk. Sometimes he preferred to work from home since he just got more done that way. Ever since he had taken over the firm from his father, Arthur’s life had been turned upside down, making him from just a regular guy into someone who is hunted by tabloids. The only upside was the money that came with it.

Arthur tried to stay as normal as possible and this included his small circle of friends which were left over from his days where he was delivering pizza and went clubbing. He smiled when one of them came leaning in the doorway with his sweater almost reaching to her knees.

“Yeah, that’s mine.” He chuckled as he shook his head. Avery was too cute for her own good, but he knew there was a lot of fire in her. That was one of the things he liked about her so much, she didn’t put up with his shit when he was having a bad day.

He stretched his legs under his desk and then slowly stood up, walking to the other side and leaning against it, crossing his arms over his chest. “Why do I have the feeling that I’m not going to see it back?”