The New Room Mate

Roxy heard thumping downstairs, so she rushed down. She trotted easily down the stairs and cursed softly as she saw all her things on her bedside table all over the floor. The lotion had squirted all over the place. She bent down to pick up the objects and grumbled as she sat the heavy bedside table back into it's place. She started arranging the objects back on the table and them ran into the bathroom to get a washcloth to clean up the lotion. She glanced around her room for intruders. "I'm like the worst cop ever." She moaned, hitting her forehead with her palm. "You check for intruders before anything else, not clean up what you have to and then look for intruders." She shook her head then dropped to her hands and knees to clean up the lotion. While she was there, she withdrew a pair of basketball shorts and a tee shirt. Closing herself in her bathroom since she couldn't lock her door, she stripped off the jeans and shirt and then threw on her hang around clothes. She grumbled as she trotted back up the stairs about the ghosts messing with her stuff again.

Demitri's heart would have pounded if it had been able to. Shaking his head, he managed to hide himself behind her clothes, listening to her with all his hearing ability. He could hear a spider scuttling across the floor, away from her. He very nearly giggled on her cop comment. Not even a cop could find him if he chose to hide better. He heaved a sigh of relief, hearing her leave. Instead of emerging from the closet, he slipped down, shaking lightly. In his worry, the voices had come back, and being surrounded by her strange scent was driving him a bit more over the edge then normal. However, strangely enough, he felt safer here, like when he was with Bianca, he didn't want to leave.

Tiffany had finished with her chores, the laundry had been boring, and the dishes had ruined her nails as expected. Currently she was redoing them their normal shade of purple. She sighed, glanced at the clock again, she could head out soon and meet up with her friends at the almost abandoned park at the edge of town. A hangout of theirs. She smiled, grabbing her ipod, her purse and cell phone, yelling a goodbye to her mother as she wandered out.
She got to the park shortly, three of her five friends were already there, and the fourth could be seen walking towards them in the distance. She was greeted with a course of hellos and woots. Grinning she rushed to meet them, and like usual they got to talking, swinging on the swings, and goofing off on the playground equipment. One time they'd accidentally launched Nick off one of the bouncers. They'd laughed, he'd rubbed his bruised knees and done the same.
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Roscuro waited until the sky began a purple shade, then wandered out hesitantly, good. It was still blazing in heat outside, but at least the sun wasn't around. He'd be fine, right now though, he was hungry. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, wandering town in search of a meal. It wasn't long before he came to a group of stray teens, about six in count all together. He grinned, it seemed a meal wasn't to hard to find in this town...good.