Aislinn and Flora's House

Rose | Rhett | Marci
As soon as she’d closed the door to her compact, single story home, she shed her jacket by the entrance and headed straight into the kitchen area. The whole place was designed to take up as little space as possible so navigating to the sofa to remove the stolen wallet from her pocket was simple as the interior. The pager that had somehow slipped from her mind, remained in her grasp as she lowered herself onto the cushions and leaned back. Her hand reached out to take the remote from the wooden coffee table but stopped short at the realization that it was getting pretty late and nothing would be playing.

With the boredom beginning to creep in, her gaze settled back on the small black box. She turned it over in her hands again curiously while trying to decide whether or not to use the device. After an additional couple minutes of studying the pager and making her choice, the woman pressed the small buttons trying to figure out what it was she could do to send a message on the strange thing. She eventually figured it out and sent the message she’d been working on for another minute or so. It was a simple goodnight text. ‘Sweet dreams’ it read. Maybe her idol could even be a friend. The thought stuck and even caused the woman to feel foolish. Laying over, she stretched out across the couch, not worrying about the wallet hitting the floor.

“Goodnight, house.”