detective.

              That ferret may or may not be situated on Abri’s lap, being happily petted and fed treats for behaving so well. Although all the commotion outside is making keeping the furry noodle still harder and harder. The knock at the door is the final straw and he’s off her lap and scratching at the bottom like a fiend — trying to escape back to his owner. ❝  There’s no one home ! Come back later ! — It was supposed to be a surprise Arsenic, stop it.  ❞

          “Oh, okay, I believe you.” He sounds so genuine, but it’s just part of playing along. Come on, could he really be that dumb? ( well, sometimes. ) Don’t answer that. Anyway. Riley has an idea of who could be in there---and it’s a solid idea, not many people radiate emotional sunshine the way she does.

         “I’ma bite ya. I migh’ no’ be no vampire, bu’ I’ll make sure i’ hurts.” {/She’s letting him get away with this. Nicole could have very well bitten him by now if she wanted to.} “Youse should fear fer yer life!”

                  —— Okay, so, it has been a while. A few months? Possibly even a year. But— ! Abriella is here to reclaim her throne as cabinet dweller by… hiding out in Riley’s closet ?

         “Yes I’m sure!” {/She’s puffing up her cheeks just slightly when he squishes them. Nicole isn’t going to lie. It’s a pretty funny feeling and it’s actually kind of nice the more she gets used to it.} “I’ma figh’ ya if ya don’ stop.”

   “Riley please. My cheeks ain’ toys.”