#ruby sanders

Mina was either pacing her room like a caged feline, or ragingly clicking away on her laptop. When she wasn't doing that, she was sitting on her bed in silence, staring fixedly at her vanity, boiling in her own anger, so furious was she. There was no real rhyme or reason, not a tangible one anyway, for her to be this way, other than her natural moodiness. To be fair, the situation was sort of getting to her. This was so different from what she was used to. The houses were superb of course, but compared to the château her family called home, and her own private penthouse in the city, the size of her current room didn't even remotely compare. The hardest part perhaps was being forced to live in the same quarters as other people on what she perceived to be comparatively restrictive space. She might have gotten more easily accustomed to the habitations if she'd been allowed to live in this house alone. The sharing was the harder part. Then there were the accommodations themselves that were refined, yes, but again couldn't compare, for the most part. The fact she was living with two teenage boys did nothing to help, along with being thousands of miles away from home and having no contact with her beloved pets and favourite activities.

Jason put his laptop down and closed it to let it sleep as opposed to turn it off entirely, a habit he had acquired through the years. He slid out of bed and stood up, raising his arms to stretch and yawn loudly. He moved his head slowly from side to side, cracking noises coming from it from the stiffness of sleep in a still thus far, strange bed. He made his way to the bathroom and wrinkled his nose at the messiness of his hair in the mirror. He shrugged at himself and began getting ready, he slipped out of the loose boxers he slept in and hopped into the shower. As the hot water ran across his body he came to think back at the main issue at hand that he had not anticipated after arriving here - sex. He hadn't anticipated it at all and had decided to keep off the topic for the entire day yesterday. He obviously felt stupid for not having realized but then came the issue of how to ask for sex. Jason was used to rejection and loss of interest in dating even before the sex came about but now it was about jumping straight into the sex and he felt a momentary panic as he dried himself of what to do. Sure, sex was great but just how would it work? He continued getting ready with thoughts running through his head until he got dressed. He looked at himself in the full length mirror after donning a simple dark green t-shirt with jeans and told himself to knock it off. He was going to meet somebody new and the last thing he wanted to do was put her off him forever, especially a hot girl as well.

Though it was his first night in the new town, Keegan wanted to be sure that moving all the way across the country or to wherever he was now was worth leaving everything behind. He didn't want to waste his energies to come out here, just to do the same things that he would have done back in Long Island. The same family traditions of the Simons being raised there, settling in and letting themselves form their own families there as well. Discovering Town X had just been the breakthrough that Keegan had been hoping for. He needed to find his own footing away from Long Island with a new face of scenery and new faces along with it. Plus he had to admit the concept of their energy source was both intriguing and brilliant. Energy taken from physical contact. The thing every human craved and harnessing that into something productive just seemed like a great idea in his opinion.

After sorting through his luggage, Keegan managed to retrieve his swim trunks. They weren't buried too deeply and he knew they would still fit as he had just gone to the beach wearing them a few weeks ago. Now being in Town X just made everything feel like a lifetime away from when he lived in Long Island. He had barely been here a day and it felt like an entirely new world. Nowhere was he complaining, but it was just a big adjustment. He slid the trunks on before pulling a shirt on over his head and finding his keys to the house he now shared. 

Mina was surprised- but pleasantly so, by the forwardness Ruby exhibited. Yet it wasn't vulgar or cheap, it was simply... direct. And between what Mina was used to back home, the exaggerated, elaborated, subtextual games, and, the other extreme, the kind that rolls off in the gutter, it was incredibly refreshing. She'd be lying if she said she weren't dying to get physical with someone tonight. On top of it being her birthday, it had been some time since she'd gotten any, having found herself busy with preparing her departure and what it meant for the people around her. She put on a pair of nude coloured stiletto pumps, effectively dressing up her clean skinny jeans and simple red tanktop. She looked at her watch and noted that the perfume was still discernable several hours later. Good, it lasted on her. With a quick stroke of her brush to her hair to give it back it's shine, a slick of eyeliner and some lipgloss, she was ready to go.