「-| є я ι η ... ѕ м ι т н |-」
↗αιм уσυя αяяσωѕ нιgн↖
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Erin held her cat close, and her luggage behind her. The house was nice, very much so, but she wasn't one to get hyped up about where she lived or would be staying. Erin's eyes locked on the door that was being opened by Ariana, or she had hoped that's what her name was. It had to be, thats what she introduced herself as. Erin shrugged and followed her in. She gently set Margret down on the floor, and glanced up at the stairs. "Ready for some urban moutain climbing?" She laughed lightly and gave Margret another pet along her back. With that, Erin was heading up the stairs, and Margret was following.
As Erin opened the door to the room she had claimed, she noticed the large window where the sunlight flooded in. She smiled with joy "Perfect," She let Margret run in first, then walked in with her luggage trailing in after her. Erin stretched her arms, and began to unpaid with her door wide open. Margret sat in the window, watching birds fly across the clear blue sky. Erin plugged in her iPod dock, and began to play the band A Day To Remeber at a respectable volume as she unpacked.
「-| ѕ є αη ... в є α υ м σ η т |-」
↓ тнє тяαιηωяєcк тнαт ι αм ↓
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Sean continued to look at the house with pleasure. It was definitely a nice one, and he'd be staying here. He sighed with content, but listened to Ariana's comment "It would be odd if we didn't," He shrugged and noticed her pointing out a room with a boucany "Nice choice," He smiled, and glanced back at the house. Well, here went nothing. He followed Ariana in, to see the living room. He studied the furniture for a moment, but quickly found the stairs. He walked quickly up the stairs, almost in a run.
He chose a room with a small boucany, one where you and one other person could only stand, no furniture or plants. It was perfect for him, well, that's what he thought. He set his luggage to the side of his bed, but grabbed one in particular, and set it on his bed. When it was there, Sean began to unzip it. The contents of this bag? His swimsuit at the top. That's all he was really looking for. In a flash he changed into the swim trunks, and into a white tanktop. He slipped on some black flip-flops, and a towel. Maybe he'd surf? Or maybe even play a game of vollyball. All in all, he just wanted to see the beach.
{{OOC-;; Sorry if it looks short, or if there is any spelling mistakes, I am on my iPod...}}