Who: Tobias and Damon When: Late afternoon Where: The porch outside the living room
It was an okay day, but not the best day. They had a pharmacy, yay, and no one had gotten hurt or replaced, so triple yay. But Tobias hadn't enjoyed waking up to the creepy, weird doll thing staring at him in his room, and he hadn't been able to shake off the heebie jeebies since. He hadn't even been back to his room since throwing on some clothes and high-tailing it out. It reminded him of when he'd heard the freaky voice in the middle of the night. His room was slowly becoming just as scary as the rest of Zenith, and he hated that he was losing what little security he felt he had left.
He tried not to show how much it bothered him. He didn't want everyone in the house thinking he was a big baby, but Tobias really wanted someone to get the doll out of his room and get rid of it. He didn't even want to touch it. Tobias was sure that the moment he did, the thing would come to life and try and strangle him or something.
It was sometime after pizza that Tobias wandered into the living room and opened up one of the French doors to the porch out front. It was a little chilly today, and he noticed how the trees were starting to lose their leaves. When had he been abducted? How long had he been there? Tobias chewed on his lip, his hands in his jean pockets. The idea of being stuck there in the winter scared him. He hated the cold, and They could do so much to mess with them in the winter. Being on the third floor really sucked. What if the roof collapsed under the weight of snow? It'd hit his room for sure. Tobias knew he was working himself up into a panic, and he tried to breathe in deep to calm himself. He'd so far avoided a total melt down in this place, but he felt it was inevitable. Tobias just wanted it to happen when he was alone in his room and safe. And right now, his room had a terrible doll that was probably possessed by some demon thing and he couldn't hide there.