#p:anthony

Owls hooted overhead. Leaves briskly whispered to each other in their ancient language as a breeze gently rolled through the forest. Scott walked, trying to clear his mind. So much had been happening in such a short moment of time, it was driving Scott crazy. Cora being buried alive, Mason being a berserker, the nightmare thing with the Tantibus from Purgatory... Scott just wanted to ask, “What next?” 

Leaves crunched underfoot as he kept walking. Scott was usually optimistic but it was getting harder and harder to see the bright side of constant darkness. But it was peaceful out here with the moonlight overhead and Scott was grateful to have a moment to stop and think without worrying about screaming out in frustration. 

Enough.

Rachel's eyes fluttered open as the sound of piano keys continued to drone on in her ears. The piano was a lovely instrument and she normally didn't have a problem with people who played piano. Hell, she didn't even know how to play herself. However, her mind was still quite clouded and she really didn't feel like having a headache at the moment. As the neighbour played on, Rachel groaned and ran her hands through her face. Oh, the madness.

Taking a deep breath, she got out of her position on the couch and made her way over to the door. Her dog Coco followed closely behind.

"You sure you want to come?" she said, raising a brow at the dog?" The little canine only wagged his tail in response. Chuckling softly, she stepped out of her apartment and closed the door just as the little dog walked out. She walked down the hall, towards the staircase, and hastily descended down the steps. Reaching the floor and swinging its door open, she quickly looked for the apartment door located directly below hers. 

It was another Saturday evening and Chad Parker was sitting at home by himself feeling beyond bored, half of his friends were in Las Vegas having fun while he lied on the couch and did nothing, he looked at his watch and noticed it was already 7 p.m. and the only thing he did the whole day was take a shower and change his clothes. The black-haired boy took his iPhone from the coffee table and browsed trough his contacts trying to spot the name of someone who wasn't in the Sin City, he didn't browse much, since Anthony's name was eleventh on the contact list and he knew his blue-eyed friend wasn't in Vegas. It has been a couple weeks since Chad last hang out with a friend and maybe even a bigger period since he last Fisher. The hazel-eyed boy messaged his friend asking him if he wanted to go out and do something. He waited for the other boy's response so he could leave his apartment and stop by Anthony's.