@itsryancarter

A lost strand of her golden locks tickled Flora’s nose as she was leaning over her designs. With a quick, subconscious move of her hand, the tall blonde put it behind her ear as she thought over everything that still needed to change in order for her work to be perfect. The assignment was simple: turn this old, industrial looking living room into something cosy and home-like. A piece of cake, the girl had thought at first, and in fact, her designs didn’t look bad at all. The colors were warm and the room inviting... But yet, something seemed to be... Missing. Out of its place. Unfortunately, Flora simply couldn’t pinoint what it was.

The blonde had been totally lost in thoughts when the bell rang. A frown immediately appeared inbetween her eyebrows as she left her room to check the video camera. It couldn’t be Daniel or Olivia since both of them had keys. Who else would come at this hour of day, it being close to midnight. But when she arrived at the little screen, no one was standing in the hallway. A bit creeped out, Flora made her way back to her room only to hear a knock on the door. Her eyes grew wide. “Holy...” she muttered under her breath as she creeped up to the door. With a fear of who might be standing at the other side of the door, Flora found all her courage and peeked through the small hole in the door only to immediately recognize the boy standing right in front of it.  Rapidly,Flora opened the door. “Ryan, what on earth are you doing here at this hour?” she asked, only to notice the blood on his face and shirt and the swollen parts that were marks of what must’ve been a fight. “What happened?”.