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Lividia paced around nervously. What's taking her soo long? she thought as she waited for her sister Luce.
Lucinda led them up the stairs all the way to the top floor of the building. She opened the door quietly and took out her gun just in case. "Liv, you still here?" she whisper shouted.
Lucinda led them up the stairs all the way to the top floor of the building. She opened the door quietly and took out her gun just in case. "Liv, you still here?" she whisper shouted.
"Luce!" she ran to her and gave her a hug. Then she scolded her. "What took you soo long? I thought we agreed that it would be a quick raid—" she stopped at mid sentence when she saw Alia and Eric.
"Sorry. I brought some people. This is Alia." In her cold voice again she said "This is Eric."
"Sorry. I brought some people. This is Alia." In her cold voice again she said "This is Eric."

"Hi Alia. My name is Lividia Mason." She returned the warm smile. "Hi Eric." but she hardly even looked at him.
"Well we can stay here for the night and move out in the morning. I found these abandoned houses that still have beds and whatnot. We are definitely going to live there. The houses are hidden and even have a secret basement. Alia you could be our neighbors!" she said in a excited voice. Back to her flat one she said to Eric "Oh yeah. You too." and rolled her eyes.
"Well we can stay here for the night and move out in the morning. I found these abandoned houses that still have beds and whatnot. We are definitely going to live there. The houses are hidden and even have a secret basement. Alia you could be our neighbors!" she said in a excited voice. Back to her flat one she said to Eric "Oh yeah. You too." and rolled her eyes.

Lividia lifted an eyebrow at Alia. She then turned her attention to Luce. She nudged her and quietly said, so no one else can hear "Be nice for a change!"
In a not so quiet voice she responded "Hm, let me think about it.....I thought it through. No. I don't feel like it." she turned to look at Alia who was failing tragically not to burst out laughing. "Well anyways whose hungry?"
In a not so quiet voice she responded "Hm, let me think about it.....I thought it through. No. I don't feel like it." she turned to look at Alia who was failing tragically not to burst out laughing. "Well anyways whose hungry?"
"I'm not hungry. I ate the remaining of the food when you left. I'm tired though. Good night people and Luce, be NICE." she walked away going into a random room to sleep.
"Ok. Night!" after she left she added "I am nice. Sometimes." She took out the food they collected and spread it out on a small table she dragged from another room.
"Ok. Night!" after she left she added "I am nice. Sometimes." She took out the food they collected and spread it out on a small table she dragged from another room.

"We sure do." After all of the food was laid out she noticed it wouldn't last them long. "We need to go raid again in a few days. Because of those damn Seekers we didn't collect enough food to last us long." she grabbed two chairs and set them by the table. "Here's a chair for you Alia. The other one is for me. I saves you the effort." she turned to look at Eric. "You have to get a chair from downstairs. There are no more on this floor."

"You can sleep in the next city. But of course since that's not possible you can sleep five floors below us in room 102." she gave him a smug smile and flipped her attention back to the food.
Bridgette laid on the hard floor of the hotel. She was all the way on the top floor reading a book. Life was boring the last couple of days and she had already read the book five times but there was nothing better to do.

Bridgette heard noise on the roof. Grabbing her pistol she went through the window and climbed on the roof to investigate.
She saw a boy and aimed the gun directly at his heart. He had the advantage though because she was at the edge of the roof. One small mistake and she could fall over.
She understood Spanish perfectly but didn't reply. Bridgette stared at him not moving or trying to communicate.

((Isn't it spelled parkour?))
The moment she saw him on the roof she knew he was human so the flashlight thing was unnecessary. She didn't quite trust him but she put the gun down anyways.
The moment she saw him on the roof she knew he was human so the flashlight thing was unnecessary. She didn't quite trust him but she put the gun down anyways.

Tyler looked around and pulled on his hat. He felt the heaviness of rain starting to pour down. He had to admit he would have to stay somewhere till the rain stopped.
She tilted her head in the direction of the window hoping he would take a hint and follow her. Bridgette climbed down and easily slid back inside the building.
She shook her dripping orange hair to prevent her clothes from getting wetter than they already were. Then she sat down and ate a granola bar looking at him curiously. What was he doing on the roof? She thought as she watched him.

He found a knocked over postcard rack. He crouched down and looked at them. He liked postcards.
He's weird. She shrugged and and continued to read. It continued to rain and then she heard thunder. She dropped her book and began to tremble slightly.

Her breathing increases as she saw a flash through the window followed by more noises of thunder. Still shaking she curled up in a ball and tried to calm down.
She instinctively grabbed his hand. Bridgette always did that when a thunder storm was going on. It helped her a little. Hoping he didn't mind or anything she noticed the nail marks she was leaving him from holding on so hard. She rested her head on her knees with her eyes shut wishing for the storm to end.

She wrapped her arms around him tightly. Her pulse was racing and she was still trembling but her breathing began to slow down back to normal.
After the storm was over she still held on to him until her pulse also went back to normal and when she could stop shaking. Bridgette was pretty sure he couldn't speak sign language so she got her whiteboard and wrote to him ✍ Thank you. And I'm sorry. I have Astraphobia.

She smiled back, happy that he could speak sign language. ✌ I'm not telling you my name yet but you can call me Gaby for now.
✌I'm mute, not deaf so you can speak to me like a normal person. I just can't answer back speaking. Now tell me, what were you doing? she replied lifting an eyebrow at him.

✌Why do you collect postcards? And I prefer you speak to me instead. She didn't like people using sign language to speak to her. It made Bridgette feel weird.

✌Dayum boy! That's a lot of postcards! she responded looking at his collection and giggled with no sound at all. She was happy to finally be able to communicate with another human.

Bridgette nodded and then saw an elderly woman sitting in a chair not too far from them. The old woman was watching Tyler with a smile. Bridgette shut her eyes and took deep breathes. Stop! Go away and leave me alone! she thought and opened her eyes. The old woman slowly faded until she was no longer there. Stupid ghosts. Why me?
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