#christopherflint

Pulling nervously at the hem of her dress, Sienna sat on the sofa in his living room and waited for Christopher to return back from work.

As soon as Thorfinn had left, Sienna had immediately made a beeline for Christopher’s alcohol stash and had her way with it. After several texts to Christopher, begging him to come home from whatever trip he’d been on (as well as sent a few drunken nudes in hopes of convincing him), Sienna just about gave up on the chance that he’d make it back and instead made her way to the bedroom where she promptly passed out. 

“No, you can come in, it’s fine,” Sienna replied, holding the door open for the other.

“Well, I stand corrected, I guess Selwyn’s not knocked up.” She commented to the person next to her.