At some point the twins, Ilsa and Kallen Price, had appeared at the bottom of the stairs.
"Yo!" Jasper called out from a block away, "Hey, Tember!"
Gasping for breath, Jasper finally got close enough to slap in from behind, almost knocking him off.
"Astrid, my little wildflower," her father leaned over the counter she was currently stocking up to open, "Why don't you and Oliver take a break today?"
Her face hardened, "I am not afraid of anything."
Back at Al's, the game had continued, and they were all getting a little looser with each empty bottle.
The other three all looked up at her with curious expressions.
He turned to Wen, "Here's a question for you for you, Wen, if ya' want another one so bad. If Earnestine here were actually a boy-"
Some minutes later there came a peppey sounding knock at the door, making all four of them jump. Al crept to carefully peek over the shutters of the windows, and sighed, equal parts relief and annoyance. He unlocked the door and it swung open revealing Oliver Crown, and surprisingly, his older sister Astrid Smith.
Well, it's not like he's the only one having misgivings about that contract either, Sabre thought to herself as she followed Astrid upstairs.
Sabre could hear him frantically locking each lock from the other side, but she was pushed ahead by the tiny group. Still, the mysterious scratching and tapping continued.
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