every year, the richards mansion used thanksgiving as an excuse to show off their grandeur. they would make sure to fly even their distant relatives from wherever they were to new york, just so they could all put on a show and act like the picture perfect family for a day, then do the same thing for christmas. it was exhausting, to say the least, for both chanel and her brother. this year, however, they both managed to escape. chanel insisted she must remain in the mansion to fix the mess that started before halloween and chandler spent the day with his girlfriend’s family. it was difficult to be away from her brother, particularly today, but going home would’ve been hell for her. although some of the contestants were away, the mansion felt lively as always. she stopped her creative process and decided to go downstairs and maybe grab a cup of coffee or two, but she never expected to run into a certain blonde guy she hasn’t seen in what felt like forever. truth to be told, even after these years, she would recognize him in every crowd, no matter how big. “ please tell me this is not a dream, ” she greeted him with the widest grins that have been seen on her face lately, approaching him with rushed steps. for a moment, the petite brunette thought her eyes were playing tricks on her, but then she realized that she could never be wrong when it came to him. she knew him like the back of her head. “ frankie! ”