"INGRID!"
Kenzi yelled from downstairs in a blood curdling shout. She was witnessing none other then the mortifying Renfield dancing around yet again. She screamed again.
"INGRID! YOUR BUFFOON OF A BUTLER IS DANCING AGAIN...TO BRITNEY'S BOYFRIEND!"

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"INGRID!"
Kenzi yelled from downstairs in a blood curdling shout. She was witnessing none other then the mortifying Renfield dancing around yet again. She screamed again.
"INGRID! YOUR BUFFOON OF A BUTLER IS DANCING AGAIN...TO BRITNEY'S BOYFRIEND!"
Sunlight | Indgrid & Kenzi
Kenzi had been through numerous private schools within the past year of her life. Being a demi-god meant that you were almost definitely going to be ADHD and dyslexic which caused plenty of problems on it's own let along having anger issues to boot. Kenzi was the daughter of the Underworld ruler known as Hades. She had been lucky enough to escape going to Camp Half-Blood and managed to get away from everything. That was how she found herself at her newest school in another country. Kenzi had enrolled at Garside Grange Private Day School unknowing of what else lurked behind it's walls.
It was time for her first class and it was a highly overcast day. Deciding to skip out for the time being she walked out into the courtyard and lounged against a wall in a hidden area near the Count's entrance. She sighed and inhaled the crisp air as it seemed to become darker outside. As usual she refused to wear her school uniform and was instead dressed in a black band t shirt, skinny jeans that were ripped up, her fingernails were painted black, and on her feet was her favorite pair of combat boots.
"At least it's relaxing out here."
She spoke to herself, continuing to lean against the wall which she had not noticed was actually a private door.