“..the fuck?” Tal whispers to herself, moving towards the saucepan and picking it up, turning it around curiously.
How the hell did this pan even, fall out? Was it just placed weird in the cabinet? Or, was it mice or something? Oh she’d hate if it was mice, scraggly fucking rodents..
She...
Tal flinches as the clatter rings from the kitchen, swerving her head towards that direction with wide eyes. “The fuck??” She mutters, starting to walk towards that area, stuffing her phone in her pocket and hunching over, almost looking guarded.
She hides behind the corner, for some odd...
Tallia walks out to the car, grabbing a single suitcase from the trunk, slamming the lid down with a huff, before walking back to the house, opening the door and shutting it quick.
She takes her place on the couch, right where Tay was, grabbing her phone again and tapping at it. She...
Tallia flinches back, recoiling quickly as she stares at her phone screen, wide eyed and surprised.
"Uhh.." She trails off, staring at the phone as if it had just grown wings, before turning it off and stuffing it in her pocket.
"Place's so old my own phone is fucking up.." She huffs, crossing...
Tal climbs up the stairs, her hand gliding along the railing and pushing the dust upward into a cloud, an action she found great satisfaction in. She steps up towards the hall and takes a moment to turn her head to each of three doors, two to her left, and one to the right.
She swiftly swings...
Out the dusty and fogged window, a blurry image of a small white car slowly rides up towards the pathway to the entrance. The headlights from the front of the small car shine through the window and flood the house in light, probably more light than the house’s seen in a century, before abruptly...
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