Tweak says, "A is for Axe"
Weekly Drabble #8
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Rhia had been uncharacteristically quiet on the ride over to their would-be new home. Some might interpret her neutral expression for grumpy, but what she was really feeling was... wrong. Icky. Gross. This-side-of-queasy. Part of her almost wished she would just throw up already and be done with it. Since they were away from Xavier's, however, she hoped her cookies would stay put.Despite her sickness, she did like what she was seeing out of her side of the car. "Wow. What's wrong with it?" She was kidding. She hoped. It had a quirky charm that appealed to her inner-Gretel. "No one died in it, right?" That actually might have been a serious question. Who knew?
"No cursed pieces of furniture? No creepy collection of dolls?" Rhia inquired in all faux-seriousness. She might've been feeling green around the gills, but that wouldn't dissuade her from her silly ways. Wait until the real estate agent met her. That was going to be a hoot. "I'm just feeling a little off," she answered. Must've been something she ate.Or maybe it was nerves. Things were chaotic back at the mansion, what with the murders and the arrests of two of their people. One being one of her dearest friends. It almost felt wrong for life to continue moving forward."Nah. I'll be fine. I mean, we're here already; might as well go in and have a look around." Having Kiernan remain close would make things easier. That he was able to soothe her with a single touch (or thought) was merely icing on the cake. Besides that, she was dying to see what the inside of this place looked like. If the exterior was any indication, they were in for a treat.
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