Sul Sul

can i sit on u like the first pic

ABOUT ELLIS:

Age: 19

Height: 5′8″

Ethnicity: Who knows?

Background:

 - Was a foster kid for a long time

 - Started crashing on people’s couches when she was 18

“Whoa, what are you doing?”

“Aha, haha, ha, he used me ‘cause he didn’t wanna be different anymore, didn’t he? Hahaha.”

“I, uh, I think you’re drunk Ellis.”

“I was a trophy. For another fake little boy. :) He asked me to move in with him and I thought it was serious. HAhaha. How silly of me, right? But I guess he’s being taken care of."

“Maybe you should sleep--”

“I don’t care what happens to him, okay? No, I don’t... I don’t care. I don’t care if they hurt him.. I... 

...What are they gonna do to him Rena?”

“I don’t know... But I’ll find out, okay?”

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Entryway 

Living Room

Library

Dining Room

Kitchen

Where all the hobby things are

Rena’s Bathroom

Rena’s Room

Guest room/Ellis’s Room

Balcony party area

Backyard

“Your house is huge. Don’t you get lonely here?”

Rena has a killer fake ID and alcohol for days. They both had a couple drinks before Rena called it quits and went downstairs. Ellis, on the other hand, stayed up by the balcony bar ‘cause she “liked the fresh air.”

“You look kinda tired. It’s been a long day. Maybe you should take a nap?”

This was my way of trying to make her feel at home, I guess.

“Yeah... a nap...”

I wasn’t expecting her to curl up on the couch and fall asleep right next to me.

 It’s not like I wasn’t okay with it, but I don’t understand how she trusts people so fast...