avani .☘︎ ݁˖ ⋆.˚ avani and sloane's place / @grxndvoile
he doesn't expect to be here. not in the middle of the day and not looking for avani, of all people. but she wasn't anywhere to be found in the studio, and he checked every nook and cranny. actually, none of her shit was there either, now that he thinks about it, and the thud of knuckles echoes in his gut. when she opens the door, winston forces himself through the small gap and doesn't stop walking until he's too far in for her to push him back out. a plate of bakery's box full of cookie is thrust between them. “i brought you cookies. they're chocolate chip.” oatmeal raisin, actually. he hadn't matured that much over a month. “are you still ignorning me or what?”
