StrawberryAvalanche wrote:
Arabella grumbled, lugging her suit cases up the steps that led to the front door. She wouldn't be here if it weren't for her stupid older brother. He believed she needed to get out into the world. She scoffed, all because she didn't want to go with him to the local clubs almost every single night. Finally making it to the door, Arabella pulled out the key that was mailed to her and unlocked the door, trudging in. She groaned, already imagining the type of people that would be showing up. It seemed she was the first, and was preferring to be so to enjoy the silence she may not have a chance to enjoy later on. She chose the room at the end of the hall, liking the dark red walls. She quickly got to work of unpacking.
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Minx took a swig of her tiny bottle of fireball, standing at the end of the path that traveled to the front door. She inhaled deeply, before breathing slowly out of her nose. "This is either going to be heaven or hell," she grumbled to herself before climbing the never ending steps. Already regretting her decision for volunteering herself for the house, she dropped the duffelbag of her things onto the floor and looked around. It was a party house for sure, what with the pool table in the what was supposed to be the dining room and a bar on one half of the living room. Minx nodded her head in approval and headed down the hall to one of the bedrooms.
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"Can you stop already?" It was a long car ride and Ray was tired of Carter before he even got into the car. "I'm tired, you're annoying, let's just get inside." Blatantly ignoring Carter's glare, Ray passed around him after grabbing his own bags from the trunk of the car and going in through the side door. He entered through the laundry room and went straight towards one of the brighter-lit rooms. The tan coloured walls glowing golden in the sunlight. He dropped his things onto the bed and plopped on his back.
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Carter shot Ray a look, pissed that his mother made him go to this thing. Granted, they were twenty-three years old, but if they would have told their ecstatic mother no, her heart would shatter. She was just trying to help, but Carter didn't wat it. He assumed Ray didn't, either. Grumbling to himself, he shut the trunk of their car and followed suit through the side door. Rushing in, he was ready to get things started, but was sorely disappointed when he didn't see the house as lively as he liked it to be when he arrived. Carter frowned and headed towards a room down the hall, obvious on choosing a room that he wasn't sharing with his brother, and decided to unpack.