Oct 28, 2016
Heathens...
@dante-ashur
Hayden walked slower than usual down the hallway. In one hand she had a bottle of red wine, in the other her cellphone to double check she was in the right place. She had only met Dante twenty-four hours earlier but she’d be lying to herself if she didn’t admit she had been immediately intrigued by him. There was something simmering below the surface with him that she couldn’t quite put her finger on but she was more than eager to find out. Coming to a stop in front of an unfamiliar door she raised her hand to knock twice, “Hey...” she calls somewhat nervously, “It’s me- Hayden.”