"As long as I don't fall in Love..." // OxO // Romance // OPEN

He rolled his eyes. "Mm. Sure."

(Casually thinks about how to spice things up while taping a moth to the ceiling)

"Come on." She lept down from her seat, and almost fell, but she used Winter's arm for balance.

(…….do I wanna ask about the moth?)

Winter looked down at her.

(………let's just say this is my revenge.)

"Come on." She tugged at his sleeve, wanting him to get down from his chair.

(…….is very confused and worried for your sanity)

He got down. "Where are we going?" He asked in an amused tone.

"Hell, probably." She replied, not seeming like she was joking one bit.

He blinked. "Uhm. Sounds like fun." He replied with a chuckle.

"It's not." She dragged him outside. "You ready?"

He nodded. "Let's go." He pulled his coat on.

She started walking towards her house. She was going to let him meet them most violent, ferocious cat that she liked to call 'Bubbles.'

Winter followed her, keeping an eye on her, slightly worried. Though he wouldn't show that, of course.

"We're herrreeee!" She shouted. The neighborhood seemed pretty shady, but her little house was like a flamingo in a flock of seagulls. It was obvious that, compared to others, she did care for the appearance on her home. She staggered up the steps and saw her cat waiting patiently on the porch. Astra grinned and pointed to her, "That's my cat. I figured since you let me meet Ash, I'd let you-" Her sentence was interrupted by a hiccup. "Let you meet Caramel."

Winter raised his eyebrows. "Uhm, okay." He said slowly, looking around.

Caramel stared at Winter. She didn't get up and hiss like she normally would, she just stared. Astra tilted her head. "That's weird. Usually she'd try and attack someone."

Winter frowned slightly, reaching a hand out to the cat slowly.

Caramel sniffed his hand and licked it, before resting her head on the floor again. Astra was shocked, and it showed.

Winter made a soft noise. "Are you sure your cat is vicious?" He asked, looking at her in amusement.

Astra rolled up her left sleeve and showed him a bunch of cat scratches. "Yes, I'm sure," she replied, slightly bitter that Winter was able to befriend Caramel so quickly

Winter winced. "Ouch. Okay." He looked down at the cat again.

(I'm tryna think of ways for Winter to fall for Astra but uh,,,,, my brain can barely comprehend the word cat right now)

She rolled down her sleeve again and sighed. "Sorry for dragging you all the way out here." Astra's words were still slurred together.

(lol same. omw mood. Also same uhm……I think just slow burn? Like they're friends, and both start to develop feelings that Winter is vehemently denying? XD)

"It's okay." Winter shrugged. "I had nothing better to do today."

(Lol alright)

Astra fumbled with her keys, eventually finding the right one and held the door open for Winter. "Would you like to come inside?"

Winter sighed, and went in. "I may as well." He shrugged slightly as he went in.

Astra's place was rather small, but it was well kept. There were quite a few empty beer bottles on almost every table surface, leaving only a little bit of room for anything else. "Ta-da!" She closed the door and did a little pose for Winter. "This is my apartmen-" She hiccuped. "No wait. It's my house."

Winter nodded. "Yes… it's very…beer bottle-y." He said slowly, eyes flickering around. He had seen addiction kill so many people…would it claim Astra, too?

She chuckled. "I know. It's been a while since I cleaned up, though." She pulled up a chair for Winter to sit in. "Sit. Or else."

Winter sat. "Ookay?" He looked over at her, raising his eyebrows. What was going on?

Astra pulled out a pen and paper, and sat down on the other side of the table. "I'm going to ask you questions, and you're going to answer them." She said, not looking up from the paper. "First question. When is your birthday?"

He blinked. "Uhm. I actually don't know?" He replied slowly.

Her head snapped up. "You don't even remember when your own birthday is?!" She shook her head. "That must be awful."
An idea popped into her head. It was almost like you could see the lightbulb turn on."How about I just give you a birthday date? Hm?"