aunt witney time || witney + karlie
It felt like ages since she had last seen Witney face to face. Sure, her watching videos of Dancing with the Stars and Wit watching Instagram videos of her during Fashion Week was some form of contact. That plus the fact that they texted every single day, the model laughed at the thought of them being barely friends a year ago, and now, she had turned into basically one of her sisters.
Picking up a salmon and creme cheese bagel and an avocado on toast with scrambled eggs from the cafe down the road from the studio, Karlie was good with antyhing so she’d let the dancer pick first, she placed them under Teddy’s pram and walked quickly towards the lot. She was allowed in, the people had seen her around once or twice and maybe Wit had told them she was coming, and without a second thought, she dashed to the hair trailer. Leaving the pushcar in the shade, she unbuckled her daughter and hoisted her up to her waist “Let’s go see what she’s up to- Aunt Witney?” She asked, knocking the door quietly before opening it, but only a little, just in case she wasn’t allowed in at that time. @witneycarson
