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She grabbed three cups out of the cabinet and she grabbed the pitcher of cold tea. She put 3 cubes of ice in each cup before filling the cup halfway. She gave Skyler her cup and then she sat back next to Eden and gave her her cup of tea.
 
Eden couldn't help feeling that she'd let her girlfriend down. Again. Because she was weird. She wondered why she had to be so Eden-y all the time. She wondered why she couldn't be normal. She wondered if ZaElle thought she was weird too. She hoped not. That was when ZaElle came back and Eden looked up at her, taking the cup from her.


"Thank you." Eden said, quietly.
 
"Thank you." She murmurs, and takes a small drink from it. She crosses her legs and grabs a book from the counter behind her.
 
ZaElle sat next to her and watched TV, tapping her fingers softly to the beat of her song she just made. She leaned her head on Eden's shoulder and smiled to herself.
 
Eden wanted to apologise but she knew that wouldn't make this situation any different. She sipped at her iced tea quietly, poking at the ice cubes with her fingers. She let her girlfriend lean rest against her and smiled softly. Thank god, she had the most wonderful girl in the world with her.
 
Skyler looks down at her phone and sends a text to Brendan, asking him when he's going to get here. She takes another sip of her iced tea as she waits for him to respond.
 
Would now be good?. Brendan texted her back, walking into the house with his guitar strapped to his back. "Hello?" he asked loudly, awaiting a reply. He set down his bag and started walking.


I am a dolphin.


Also, sent from Atlantis using a shellphone.
 
Skyler grins and stands up, walking towards the front entrance. "Hi." She says, happily, wrapping her arms around his neck. She kisses his cheek and pulls away slightly, still smiling.
 
"Hello," Brendan said. He looked around and noticed two others. "So, are they your friends?" he asked, pointing to the girls and taking off his beanie.


I am a dolphin.


Also, sent from Atlantis using a shellphone.
 
Skyler raises an eyebrow and shakes her head. "No." She says and let's go of him. "Come on. I'll show you to my room." She adds. "Grab your bags."
 
ZaElle felt a bit hurt by when she said no and she just ignored in as she cuddled up into Eden, shyly.
 
"D-d-doesn't Skyler like us?" Eden whispered, feeling hurt, "I thought she d-did..." She sighed, a little sad now.


"Why wouldn't she like us?" she said.
 
Skyler glances over at both of them and sighs softly. "Yes, I like you, but we don't talk very much. How can I be friends with you if I know nothing about you?"
 
((I love the way this rp is going, there is lots of wonderful character interaction and all, but we need more plot. That being said, here's something to work off of.))

Time Leap:




It has been another week, meaning you have been in this house for a month and a week. Couples have kept to themselves, some have been outgoing, but ultimately the house ins't connected enough. It is a new morning though, anything exciting could happen, and for this house it came in the form of a letter. The luxury condo that houses this many couples has been monitored for some time, and after seeing how many people it houses, is going to evict us. Our only option is that someone leaves, one person. The letter was found by Luke during his morning walk, and after learning that he barely knew these people, decided the best way to tell some them was over breakfast. Have a group meeting, settle this out, and see if he could fix this. ((This seems brutal, but I promise you that I have a plan. @Fallen from Heaven @Gilmoregirl12 @coolname @EmilyPower ))


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The brisk warm air, the slight tint of salt water, and the sound of gulls cawing for attention. It was all soothing, and with the slow pace of Luke's feet, he could take it in for as long as he wants. The past week was filled with little strife for him and Alex, besides the fact he had gotten out of the house a little more often. He was happy and this morning made him appreciate everything about her, and appreciate just being here. The people, while most kept to themselves, all seemed friendly enough. The house practically was nothing payment wise, considering how much everyone made together. And the location was just too superb.


After finishing his glorious walk, Luke took it upon himself to grab the mail. While sorting through it on the way to the door, something caught his eyes. HHS, Department of Health and Human Services was sending them a letter. It was easy to tell it wasn't a friendly hello, the bold red letters on the front 'HHS' were looming as a warning not to open it. Luke was a bad boy, so opening it was the first thing he did. A short and to the point paragraph read out the eviction or the compromise. It was almost like a nightmare, just as people were getting comfortable, something was forcing someone out.


Luke walked into the kitchen, his eyes lit up with confusion if this was a dream or not. He put all the mail in a pile, but kept the letter held against his body by his pants. Luke stayed for a long time just looking into the fridge, not sure if wanted to eat something or make a going away cake. He settled upon making pancakes for anyone who came down and hoped they would be reasonable enough to help him with the situation.
 
Skyler sighs and opens her eyes. She looks over at Brendan, who was sleeping peacefully next to her. She stands up and heads downstairs into the kitchen, and grabs a bottle of water. "Morning." She murmurs, running her fingers through her hair.
 
Elizabeth got out of the shower and fixed her clothes and her hair, she looked at Andrew who was still sleeping and smiled. She wanted to be with him but she had to work with some things for her class. Elizabeth walked towards the kitchen and smiled at everyone. "Hey what's up?"


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ZaElle was in bed, sleeping. She was snoring softly and her hair was scattered all over her face. She was cuddled up to the blankets since she felt cold throughout the night and her alarm clock suddenly went off. She let out a loud snore before waking up and sitting up. She moved her hair out her face and wiped a little bit of drool off her face before she turned off her alarm.
 
Luke looked up from his pan, the searing of batter for pancakes could be distinguished. "Morning everyone, mails on the table.". Luke felt a little under dressed, his sweat pants being his only garment, but at the moment it didn't matter. Next to him was a plate of pancakes stacked high, with which he added another and placed them on the table. Syrup, sugar, and assorted items of drinks were already awaiting everyone. The red letter from the HHS was clearly visible, but Luke didn't know if he would show them just yet.
 
Skyler nods her head and goes over to the table, searching through it. When she doesn't see anything for her she puts it down and leans against the counter. "Need help with anything? I know you probably haven't heard or seen, but I'm a pretty great cook." She says with a grin.
 
Luke looked at her, his eyes looked a little distant, but he snapped back and gave a slight grin. "The stove's all yours then." He took a seat at the table, keeping his conversation vague and nice, instead of long and angered. Sarcastic or rude just wasn't in his mindset today, it was too blurred by the incoming arguments and fighting.
 
Skyler frowns slightly at the look he gave her when he first looked at her. "Are you okay?" She asks, beginning to cook the pancakes. She runs her fingers through her hair, glancing over at him.
 
Eden woke up on the floor. How strange. She didn't remember falling asleep on the floor. She guessed she'd fallen out of bed in the night and the unusual ache in her side seemed to confirm that. She got up, rubbing her side with one hand and picking up her clothes with the other. She got dressed slowly and went downstairs. She made her way to the kitchen, mumbled something that could have been "good morning" or "pancakes" or "turtles" and saw the mail laid out on the table. She'd been waiting for her parents to write her back for a little while now so she made a beeline for it. She flicked through the mail, looking to see if there was anything with her name on. Nothing. Then, she paused and flipped through the mail again.


"What's HHS?" she frowned, "Is it a d-d-disease?"
 
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