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Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

[runs his fingers along the rug once his hands are freed up and smirks] You and your musicals I swear. [chuckles and takes the bottle from her once she’s done again, taking a quick swig before he sighs contentedly] I hope he cleans this rug…

What? Do you not like my musicals? Have you been pretending to cry every time we watch Les Miserables all this time? [gasps dramatically before giggling and taking another swig of the scotch] Ew, what if he doesn't? [sits up] What if it's all dirty and stuff? [hops onto her feet and dusts herself off] What if it has some sort of vampire dirt?

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

Lying around, yeah same. So was this costume. [smirks then laughs at her expression after drinking, taking the bottle back from her with a grin] Whoever this room belongs to obviously knows how to drink. Although their taste in decor is questionab–is that a persian rug? [wanders over to it and lays down on top of it, smiling happily] Soft.

Sure it was. [smirks and lays down on the floor next to him, closing her eyes and feeling the softness underneath her] Mmmm. Like a cloud. [takes the bottle from him again and takes a small sip this time] Too many candles though. I feel like I'm in the Phantom's lair. But the Phantom didn't have Persian rugs.

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

Good because if you had, we would probably have trouble getting the back of your dress through the doorframe. [smirks and follows her inside, shutting the door behind them with a click and grins over at her when he sees what she had found] Excellent find, Sherlock. [chuckles and quickly and rudely snatches it from her, taking off the cap to take a quick sip and coughs roughly, feeling the burn run down his throat] Oh yep [says strained] that’s definitely the better stuff. [offers it to her with a smirk]

I couldn't find a decent dress anywhere and this thing was lying around the house from my mom's college theater days so I thought why not? [shrugs and snatches the bottle back from him and takes a big gulp, regretting it shortly after] Shit. [looks at the bottle and offers it back] That's definitely better than any of my dad's stuff.

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

It looks like they didn’t want to throw any of her stuff away. [trails off, smiling fondly before glancing back at Chloe, chuckling and watches as she dashes off again. he gives the attic one more glance before quickly rushing after her] For a girl in a huge dress you sure do move fast. [laughs then glances up and down the hallway before he opens the door closest to them, revealing one of the bedrooms he had guessed to be Damon’s from the look of the bed] Let’s get out of the hallway before someone spots us.

It's not that huge. Just be thankful I didn't go for Marie Antoinette like I was planning to. [grins and slips inside the big bedroom and raises her eyebrow at all the lit candles. she spots a bottle of scotch not far from the door and quickly makes her way to it, holding it up for Stiles to see] Look what I found.

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

[chews on his lower lip upon realising who owned it and brushes it off when she puts it back down, staring at it fondly after she continues poking around] Faye’s mother owned this. In fact… I think all the stuff up here belongs to their mother… [trails off and glances around more, eyes snapping back to Chloe when he hears her pick up something else] Be careful… I don’t wanna break anything up here.

[opens the jewelry box, curious, but it was empty so she closes it and places it back when she found it] She had a lot of stuff. [looks at Stiles and decides against wanting to snoop more] Hey, Watson. There's still the rest of the house to investigate. [grins and tries her best not to knock things over with her dress as she ran past them and down the stairs]

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

[follows her gaze towards the paintings, cringing his nose up at them and shakes his head] No wonder they’re stuck up here. [turns back once she walks over to what he was looking at and peers over her shoulder to look at her tinker with it, smiling when he hears the music pouring out from it] Now that is cool. I’ve never heard this melody before. I wonder who owned it…

[looks closely at the box to inspect it and finds an engraving, well what's left of it, at the bottom] Love, mama. From someone's mother? [sets the music box down, trying to remember where she's heard the melody before while going through more stuff on the table? bureau? who knew] This is prettyyyyy. [picks up a jewelry box with the initials G.S. on it]

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

[runs up to the attic and stops dead in her tracks when she sees how weird and creepy it was and stumbles a bit when Stiles almost ran into her] There's some Dorian Gray levels of creepy paintings up here. [walks over to a stack of paintings, reaching out for them before she turns to look at what Stiles found] What is it? [walks over to him and picks up some sort of music box thing and winds it up]

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?

Isn't everyday Halloween here though?