Andrew spun his engagement ring nervously, a habit he had picked up during the time he had started wearing it. Maxwell thought it was cute, so he didn't stop Andrew. He did make a comment that he was glad that it was Amir's grandmother who had made it, so that he knew the craftsmanship would hold up against his rough handling of it.
Andrew had blushed, but had also found later that day that Maxwell had made sure to put little hooks up in the kitchen and other places that Andrew frequented where he needed to take off his band so that it didn't get lost.
It was sweet, and having that memory pop up as he stared down the giant doors ahead of him gave him courage.
He brought the invitation, even if Kim had told him that he didn't need it. He held it in his hand as he stared up at the estate. That was what it was. It was down the street from where Luis and Thomas had their home. Literally two houses away, even though it felt like it was a lot farther than that.
