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Avery sighs deeply when she opens her phone and goes to hers and Taylor's conversation. Taylor still hasn't replied or even seen her text. The last time they talked is when she called her when she and Pierre were cleaning her apartment.
The brunette tried not to think too much as she pushed the thought of Taylor not replying to her, worrying her. Maybe she's busy or went somewhere, who knows.
Robin was sitting in her lap as she was laying on her couch while she was wearing the only hoodie she had in the wardrobe of her apartment. The rest of them were probably already in Taylor's apartment from how much Taylor stole it on her bags of clothes. The singer always looked cute in them, Avery thought.
She placed her phone on the table beside her as she opened the small lamp since all the lights were turned off in her apartment. Avery ran her fingers through Robin's fur.
“I think I'm in love with her, Robs I don't know.” She says softly to the orange feline who continued to purr as she petted her.
“I mean- she's amazing and perfect too. I don't know other words that can describe her honestly, or maybe my vocabulary is just not that good.” Avery chuckles to herself. Robin just meowed a response like any other cat would do.
“You think she's cool, you let her carry you.” The brunette said to Robin again. Which was actually true. She even have a picture of it in her wallet.
That's when Avery began to feel a bit sleepy as she fell asleep on her couch with Robin on her stomach as she was laying down. A few hours later, she woke up almost falling off the couch. Robin was now sleeping on the other chair that was besides the couch.
Avery found her phone as she checked if there was any recent message, hoping there was one that was from Taylor as she opened it. But when the brunette opened it, there's 3 messages from her best friend, Pierre.
The actress hesitates to open the message at first and just ignores her best friend ranting about the recent French guy he had met at the bar a few days ago. She has heard enough about that, but a second, she did finally open it. Opened it to see a link to an article about Taylor.
Whiteass: https://www.tmz.com/photos/image_jpg_20240402_69267bc254094423b93c15447cd52d86/
Whiteass: Dude have you seen this?
Whiteass: you should check up on her
Avery didn't open the link to know what it was as she rushed to her bedroom, grabbing the first jacket she could find that was laying down on her desk.
Unfortunately, her car was in the mechanic, it had a few issues and she wanted to get tinted car windows whenever her Taylor used the car to drive around. She didn't want Taylor always being in that black SUV with Spencer and her driver. Not that he doesn't like the guy. Spencer was cool but she didn't want him to third wheel on their dates.
Avery swiftly made her way outside the apartment with Robin in her hand, she locked the doors on her apartment and some pocket money for the cab. She waited before a cab passed her by as she called it.
“Where to?” The taxi driver asked Avery as she entered the backseat.
“Cornelia Street, mate.” She says nicely as the man only nods and continues to drive to Taylor’s apartment.
It was already late, but she knows Spencer is still awake. He normally was whenever the brunette was staying there. He sits on the chair next to the front door with his reading glasses and a classic novel in his hand.
It wasn't a long drive, but Avery was getting impatient whenever a stop light blinks red. She just wanted to see if Taylor was okay already and ran out of that car (after paying the kind man, of course) and try not get hit by a car.