@gailwrites
after xyla’s incredible pitch, astro had really gotten a good impression of victoria. it turned out they were getting along. she was nice and they talked about many things -- thankfully none of them accounting. they had connected, it was going well, and he wasn’t worried about anything else. the knock on his door came to interrupt his nba game as well as his thoughts. he was reluctant to open it -- but there was only one person who knocked like that and her name was xyla, his best friend of years. he paused the game and opened the door for her. “what you doing here so late?” astro questioned, eyebrows arched up. “it looks like something’s up, c’mon in.” he stepped aside as to let the female inside his apartment and headed to the kitchen to get two glasses and a bottle of wine. “guess it’s time to break another one of these open, huh?” he poured the drink in the cups and handed xyla’s hers. “now, can i seat down on my couch, or what?” the male joked and immediately sat down, taking a sip off his wine. she knew his home was her home.













