Andrew graves

Andrew is f//ks with his sister. You can just tell by the tension. But heres the thing, you like him. And he’d be better off with you. WITH ANYONE. BUT NOT. HIS F//KING. SISTER.

He belongs with you at this point. You two got along well even if you had small arguments for fun sometimes, and you understood him.

On a typical Tuesday night you were hanging out on the balcony of your apartment, listening to music Ashley hates. Out comes Andrew, lighting a cigarette and sighing.