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Rebecca shook out her long, blonde hair as she smiled at the appearance of the common room. The large archways and marble accents reminded her of her grandparents mansion in Great Neck.
“I can’t believe they actually have an original Monet here, but I guess they’re not exactly budget friendly.” She giggled quietly at her own joke as she reached to pull off her dark sunglasses.
Cole was jogging, mostly as a way of making himself feel good before eating too much tomorrow. Looking over so someone he was passing, he called out. “I have Thanksgiving guilt early”
“Want to play? Arm wrestling is one of the easiest forms of entertainment”
“AM I THE ONLY person that doesn’t really care about Thanksgiving being days away?” What was the actual point of the holiday other than a lot of imperialism, superiority complexes, and pretty little lies to cover up an actual reality. “Like, fuck a Thanksgiving. I want to celebrate something important like National Sleep Day.”
“WITH HOW organized this place seems, you think they would’ve put more time and effort in telling us what is actually going on,” Anderson says, to no one in particular in his room, the slave’s arms pulling his legs to his chest. He had been angry and scared when he had first woke up, and that hadn’t gotten better once he figured out the reason why.
— “It’s bigger than my father’s, but that’s to be expected.” He peered around the mansion, inspecting its interior. “Care to give me a tour?”
“Yeah, no, babe I’ll be home in a month. There’s nothing about this business trip that I’m going to enjoy... I’ll be thinking about you... bye my love” he said, before hanging up his phone.
valeria has only arrived a few hours ago but since she has spent her flight on their private jet sleeping, she had some energy to burn. after her things were brought in her room, she wasted no time on making her way downstairs to look around the place. "now, would anybody tell me what to do around this place? a little tour wouldn't hurt either."
