danika franklin

Demons | Branklin

Contacting Danika for a drink at her place was the best idea Reed had ever had. She was having a tough time figuring out why she wanted to drink, now she had a reason. Danny was coming over, and Reed had taken out her secret bottle of rum that she kept in the very back of her closet, for special nights like these. Subconsciously she knew she had a problem, but in her mind, she was twenty-one and she was acting her age. While pouring the amber liquid over the ice in her glass, there was a knock at the door just before the petite brunette had yelled that the door was in fact unlocked. Smiling when she noticed Danny walking in to her apartment, and the small white dog running over immediately. “What are you celebrating tonight, my love?”