She didn’t know how to even do this, come back after she had up and left for France for an unpaid internship that wasn’t even that great, without a word to him. The person she was referring to was, Ashton. When he had disappeared without informing her of his whereabouts she blew up at him and then gave in knowing she couldn’t really be without him. Now that she had done the same thing, not even a phone call, she had started to feel a bit like crap since he meant a lot to her. Her finger ran over her nose itching it slightly before she picked up her phone and dialed his number, hoping he would just answer. When there wasn’t one she sucked in a breath and knocked on his door, the harsh texture hurting her sensitive knuckles. “Ashton?” She only hoped that this was still his address.
