who: @defendingtheice
where: walk and talk getting coffee
winnie was waiting in the usual spot, the same place she had met ashton for their walk-and-talks for as long as she could remember. when they were kids, it had been a game seeing how far they could make it from one side of carroll to the other before one of them got tired, hungry, distracted, or all three. now, as adults, the route had shortened into something more civilized: a walk to cupcake’s, coffee in hand, catching up on everything they pretended was casual until it wasn’t.
she spotted him before he reached her, and her whole face lit up. “ashton!” winnie called, rising onto her tiptoes as she waved, her curls bouncing with the movement. “hello!” she met him halfway, wrapping him in a hug before he could decide whether he wanted one. that was the thing about winnie. she was very good at giving people affection before they had the chance to be brave about needing it.
pulling back, she looked up at him with a grin. “how are you?” then she paused. the smile softened first, then faded at the edges as she really looked at him. not the public version. not the athlete version. not the version everyone else had been discussing like he was a headline instead of a person.
“probably not good, huh?” she said, quieter now. winnie reached out, giving his arm a gentle squeeze. “coffee’s on me today, okay, kid?” her mouth curved again, warm but not careless. “and before you argue, consider this an official deputy mayoral expense.”