Emmanuelle was alone in the garden, and she had been dancing around with her headphones on for at least half an hour already. At least she thought she was alone. As she spun around, she saw a person standing there and a shriek escaped her. She quickly yanked off her headphones, mumbling, “Um... I’m sorry, I’m just... I thought no one was here.”

It had been a rough night. Victor hated new places, and this place was just so different. At least his good friend nicotine had stepped up to help him out. Always a great distraction. He didn’t even look up when he sensed someone approaching him. “You think it’s possible to ever get used to a place like this?”

Another night in Safe Haven and Eva was starting to get used to it. She felt safe here which made sense, it had it’s name for a reason. The halls were relatively empty at this hour but she didn’t mind. Being alone wasn’t as scary now, she didn’t immediately think back to Oslo and what she’d left behind there - or what she’d done. A noise behind her cause Eva to turn around, scared at first at the sudden appearance of another person but quickly smiling at them. “Oh hello. I didn’t realize anyone else would be roaming the halls at this hour. Off to do something fun?”

Loïc was kicking back in the living room. Feet on the table, beer in hand, the works. Even through his state of immense relaxation, he noticed someone looking at him. He raised his beer to them with just the slightest smirk, “I think the phrase you’re searching for is ‘hey handsome’.”

What had started as a peaceful morning walk around the property quite quickly turned to a situation of terror when Parker felt his phone begin to vibrate in his pocket. Pulling it out, he stared at it for a long time, fear etched onto his features. No one had called him in weeks; not since everything had happened. Of course it could have been just anyone, but what if it was one of them? What if they were calling to tell him that they knew he was alive, and they would be coming after him to finish the job? Rational thought failing him due to his panic, he gave his phone a hard toss, watching it soar through the air, before it dropped down to the ground and out of sight. Being able to feel someone’s eyes on him, he exhaled a sigh, before a shakey sort of chuckle escaped him. “I uh, I guess this probably looks pretty weird to you right now. But hey, everyone is in this place for a reason right?” He said, before turning to face the person who had been witness to his moment of panic.

''Jason! Hi, how- ... Oh, yeah I'm free?''  Theo smiled fondly into the phone. He got attached too quickly. ''Yeah it's tonight right?'' Then his smile faded. ''W-we can reschedule? If-if you want to! I mean it's cool if no-...yeah...no, no it's okay! I'm okay!'' His voice became strained, put on, fake. ''Jace it's okay. Maybe another day?...N-no?'' And here came the glossy eyes, the defensive voice. ''It's okay, yeah. No hard f-feelings!...you have a good evening too...yeah..bye...bye.''