#weavercaroline

"what can i say? i'm a connoisseur," he joked, cheeks warmed by the glasses of red he'd tossed back like there was something to be found within them. "is this a big maple brook thing? everyone coming together and being friendly and all that?" avi tore his attention away from caroline long enough to do a quick sweep of the room. some people were laughing, some people were deep in conversation, but none of them looked like the sharks he was used to looking for.

it was refreshing, but it also stirred a need something more. he wasn't built for quiet towns. "alright, you pick the next one. no pressure."