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‘well, this is not very ideal.’ vesper shook her head and let out a sigh. this was her afterlife? a dirty house falling at the seams? she expected something a little more...luxurious.

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‘well, this is not very ideal.’ vesper shook her head and let out a sigh. this was her afterlife? a dirty house falling at the seams? she expected something a little more...luxurious.
"I don’t understand! It can’t be 2015- that’s an unimaginable future. It as 1595 when I went to slumber. It’s impossible for a person to sleep that long. I’m so confused.”
pale fingers moved skillfully across the keys of the grand piano. natalie was completely wrapped up in one of the various mozart songs from her repertoire. hearing footsteps, she glanced up for a second, hands never leaving the keys, “can i help you?”
“Oh fu-”, Stefan let slip out as something lodged into his chest as he dived to take cover. He was so over this being vulnerable thing.
❝What the you can’t sneak up on people! Who would do that to someone in a haunted house ??❞
“ -- please tell me that noise was you.”
“As if I haven’t dealt with enough fire recently. Now that room decides now is a good time to spontaneously combust. . . brilliant. Good thing we got out -- you okay??”