Thank You

18

Kirstin opens the door to her apartment, expecting to be attacked by her fur-babies, but she isn't. They must be otherwise occupied by Avi, odd but that's okay. But it's dark in the apartment; she rushes in, leaving the front door wide open. She flicks the lights on, no one is there, human or dog. She calls out, no answer, what the fuck! They're not in the bedroom: there is literally nowhere else for them to be.
     To say Kirstie is panicking would be an understatement. Avi's dog-napped Olaf and Pascal! There is no possible way she's overreacting about this! Her head snaps around when there is commotion in the hallway then three muddy beings enter her apartment.
     "I'll bathe them I swear," is how Avi chooses to start.
     Kirstin's eyebrow goes up, instinctively causing Avi to take a step back. "You scared me half to fucking death, why didn't you text me!" It takes all she has to not straight up yell at the man.
     "I figured you'd be on stage and that I'd get home before you," he speaks meekly, like a child being told off.
     "Well you didn't! I thought you'd run off with them!"
     "Why would I do that?"
     "To trade them to some woman for sex."
     Now it's Avi's turn to get mad, in what universe would he ever do that? "You can't seriously think that low of me. Yeah I've done some dumb shit, but I'd never do something like that," his eyes narrow, he's trying to act more angry than hurt at her words, because how could she possibly think that. He's not that bad of a guy.
     "I don't know what you'd do anymore, I don't know you!"
     "I took your damn dogs for a walk because I'm going stir crazy, but I did it to help you because you haven't had enough time to walk them lately."
     "Are you calling me a bad dog-mom?!"
     "No! No I'm fucking not. I'm just saying that I can help more if you'd let me. Yeah I cook dinner but I'm going bat-shit-crazy with the gym and here," he sighs.
     "Well I did not ask you to walk my dogs, and I told you to stay inside!"
     "You are not my Mom! You can't tell me what to do! I'm twenty-freaking-eight, which is older than you," he points at her. "Because god-forbid a fan might spot me in New York and think hmm, how nice that Avi's come to see Kirstin in Kinky Boots. Or you know it would be the absolute worst thing in the world if he or she were a Kavi shipper because then they might mistake us as dating, fucking tragic right? Because you think you're too good for me."
     Kirstie's face is emotionless and she is silent for an uncomfortably long moment. "Avi can you just back up, like physically, like out the door? I just want to try something."
     Avi frowns, "What?"
     "You heard me, just do it," she tries not to snap before he follows her instructions.
     Avi hesitantly steps back out the door, only to have Kirstie slam it in his face with the words, "I am too good for you."

A/N: Yep, so she's mad XD

Is Kirstie going to let Avi back in?

Hannah.