where: Brenton’s apartment who: Walden MacNair and Brenton Avery ( @beeavery )
It took Walden a week to truly wrap his head around the conversation he had with Percy. It took him another to finally understand what that meant for his other relationships, if you could even call them that. And it took him even longer to finally act on it. But at long last, there he was standing in front of Brenton’s place, loudly using the other man’s door knocker. He didn’t know what he’s supposed to say exactly yet, but he’ll figure it out. He always does.
When the door finally opened, Walden’s mind went blank. For once, he didn’t have a bottle of liquor to hold up nor did he already smell soused. Instead, he just flashed an awkward smile. One without his usual charm. “Can I come in?”