?Into the Night? {No longer Accepting}

[seopard]

Sam walked inside, brushing a fine layer of dust off the counter before flicking on the light switch. She looked at the girls clothes supply and then looked at the guys "The bedrooms should be full of clothes, some from me and some from... L-Lance." she said quietly walking through out the cabin and turning on appliances. She ran up the oak staircase and into what was her room. It still had the black and red paint on the walls from when she went through a goth stage, and the dressers were covered in sculptures, trophies, and random trinkets. She smiled lightly and walked over to her bed, which was covered in stuffed animals. She picked up one, a dog named Samuel and stroked it's short black fur while staring at her picture wall.

[AbbyJoyce]

Flynn had changed, he wore jeans and a button up red flannel shirt, they used to be lances. He walked into Sam's room, knocking hus knuckles against the open door before walking in, his shirt buttoned up halfway, unevenly. "Could you..?" He motioned to the shirt, "I have never been able to button them correctly.." he laughed once. "I hope this is alright..these clothes...it's either this or your clothes.." he smiled.

[Astasia]

Ana slowly walked into one of the bed rooms and changed into a yellow and red t-shirt along with jeans and put on a 1 size to big black hoodie. The clothes were much more comfortable considering the ones she had on before where too small. She walked back out to the living room, sitting on the couch she yawned.

[seopard]

Sam jumped when Flynn entered, and she hurled Samuel which hit him smack dab in the middle of his chest. Her eyes widened as she took in his appearance and she felt something inside of her die, probably some of the hope that everything was a dream; and that she would wake up to her perfect family. She looked back up at him and smile lightly "It's fine" she said, standing up and rearranging the buttons.

[AbbyJoyce]

"Thanks," Flynn replied, watching her hands quickly fix the buttons. "I have one question.." he added, as she finished, "Is that it? I mean, you do understand that that night, I didn't mean you were a mistake. Ever since you met me, all I've done is bring death and pain to you. I didn't want to push you away, you were the first person that could calm me down and I.." he watched as she did the last button, before slowly lifting her hand, "What's this..?" He questioned the pink scar across her wrist.

[seopard]

Sam hurriedly snatched away her hand "Nothing." she said quickly before exiting the room and heading downstairs where Ana was waiting. She walked into the kitchen and opened the pantry, there were cans of beans, flour, powdered milk, saltine crackers, cereal, and canned chicken. She frowned and turned to the girl sitting on the couch "How does baked chicken sound?" she asked.

[AbbyJoyce]

Flynn closed his eyes as she left once more,leaving him standing alone for the third time. "Awesome chat, hope we can do it again soon." He called out sarcastically before following her downstairs. "Sam, why wont you stop for two seconds to talk to me. I-" flynn paused, catching sight of Anna, "hey.." he said awkwardly before turning back to Sam, "Are you that pissed at me?"

[Astasia]

Ana looked up from the couch and over at Sam. She got up and walked over to the kitchen. "Sounds good...." she trailed off as Flynn entered the room. She sat down at the table and watched as Flynn and Sam started to argue. "Yeah, hi." she mumbled to herself.

[Hennessy]

Ginger had sat down on the couch and sat there for a while as she thought. She needed to find her brother soon. Damian! He was in the hospital and after the run in woth the mayor she was sure he would be after him. She knew what she needed to do. "Hey, I'll be back in an hour at the least.." She said to Samantha and stood up heading for the door.

[seopard]

Sam paused for a second and ran after Ginger "At least take a knife." she said, pushing her hunting knife into her friends hand, and then she smiled and turned back into the house. She walked past Flynn "It all depends on what you qualify as pissed." she growled opening the chicken and grabbing the crackers before pounding them into bread crumbs. She breaded the chicken and popped them on a tray in the oven which she had gotten working again a few seconds ago. She grabbed a knife and after some labor, managed to open the can of beans and strain them into a bowl before stabbing the cutting board, her knife going in about an inch. "Sometimes I think no one understands me like you do, other times I just want to stab you."