Dante "Inferno" Zaragoza - Death'll find you... (xolotl) wrote in repose,
Dante/OPEN: The First Guest(s?)
It shouldn't be a big deal.
Or at least that was the mantra which swirled about her brain, repeating like a broken record. At least it wasn't a skipping record. The food was prepped and delivered, laid out in the kitchen for people to serve themselves buffet style, there should be more than enough and it wasn't like anyone was coming over for decorations or Christmas crap. This was meant to be a place to go where anyone who showed up could eat some food, watch some movies, maybe have a drink or two and just relax. Taking it easy on a day that often proved to be stressful or such a mess in the lives of many sounded like a dream and yet...
Here she was playing hostess.
How the fuck had this happened again?
There wasn't any time for that thought though as the doorbell rang and Dante felt her muscles tense with anxiety. Here was hoping this whole thing wouldn't be a fucking disaster, that was for sure. With that thought, Dante quickly closed the distance between the kitchen and the front door before pulling it open with a bright smile for the person on the other side.
"Welcome! Please, come in. Hope you didn't have any trouble finding me." And with that, she'd step back with a smile and motion for them to come into the house as she'd close the door behind them.