May 7, 2014
Saviour | Sammy
The sound of his door bursting open made Sammy whine, but he couldn’t really be mad that Milena had arrived, not when she’d agreed to take care of him in his sad little hungover state. He squinted and shielded his eyes against the light when she opened his bedroom door.
"I want my avocado toast," he grumbled, eyeing the bag that he assumed contained the chocolate, tablets and cordial she’d promised. "Leave the bag."
"I'm gunna make it in a minute, promise baby." She cooed with a small smile peeking through the door. Milena went to argue, going to tell him to ask her more politely but instead she stepped closer and offered him the bag before heading back into the kitchen to make the avocado toast.
