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Anna McHall

Anna wasn't surprised to wake up to smell the burning smoke throughout her family's enormous penthouse apartment the first time but the second time, however, was where she drew the line. The blonde rushed out of her bedroom to the kitchen, quickly picking the pan up off the stove by the handle and dropping it in the sink. She turned off the red hot element before her ears clicked into her parents' current "activities".

"You couldn't wait until after breakfast was made to eat each others faces off?" Anna muttered, clearly too frustrated to care how cranky she sounded as she momentarily tapped her fingers on the counter before pushing off and walking out of the room. She may have muttered something about a shower under her breath but, knowing her parents, it was doubtful anyone had paid attention long enough to hear her.

A hot shower later, the blonde was walking around her room in a pair of jean skirt and a plain black spaghetti strap shirt while she hunted for her favourite blue v-neck t-shirt. Finding it a few minutes into the search, she pulled it on and moved to stand in front of her full length mirror on the back of her bedroom door. Her long blonde locks cascaded over her shoulders in a mass of waves, clearly showing she wasn't going to expel the effort necessary to put it up or straighten it. Her make up was relatively complete as her eyelashes fanned out, long and dark with mascara, along with some matching black eyeliner. A moment later she brushed some clear lip gloss on her lips and decided she looked good enough to go... That is, until her cellphone started vibrating on her bedside table.

Good Morning :) Want to go to somewhere in particular today?

She smiled upon realizing it was her rather secret boyfriend, Gabriel, texting her. She picked up her touch screen cellular and easily texted her response; Good morning! :) And does Central Park sound good? Or a cafe so I could grab some breakfast,-- Anna glanced over to her door as she typed this, rolling her eyes at the scene from earlier as she continued, --Any requests? She pressed the green 'Send' button before grabbing her purse, slinging it across her torso, and made sure she had everything she'd need; wallet with money, cellphone (which she dropped into the bag), among other things.

The blonde strode from her room to the door, after grabbing her set of keys that she had dropped on the table the previous day, and pulled a cute pair of silver and black gladiator sandals onto her feet. "I have my phone and I'll be back later," Anna called before quietly adding, "Enjoy your burnt breakfast." That said and no pause for a reply, the singular hybrid McHall left the apartment to begin her day.

Samuhel Holden

"Is it truly so difficult to keep the peace with the Blair's?" A feminine voice asked, quite serious although a bit annoyed. Clearly, this topic was one that had been speculated about many a time to which a certain male always seemed to say the same thing.

Samuhel Holden loved his wife and family greatly but when his wife, Elizabeth, questioned his leadership he found himself a bit less than kind. "Yes, it is if the pups cannot control themselves." His blue eyes were icy with this topic as he stood and walked across the room, pulling on dress slacks and a white T-shirt that was covered moments later by a pale blue dress shirt. "They're disgusting creatures and their tendencies are altogether barbaric," he added as he swiftly buttoned his shirt and began to fix his tie, a shade or so darker than his shirt.

Elizabeth watched her husband for a few seconds before rising from her place to move Samuhel's hands and tie the piece of fabric herself. "You never were one to tie it properly," she murmured, smiling at her husband before focusing on her task. Their previous conversation was forgotten, for the time being, as the patriarch and matriarch needed to prepare for work.

Being vampires, and rather fast, they were both ready to go within the next few minutes and were out the door like a shot.

Their penthouse was in the Upper East Side, the most extravagant and costly side of residential apartments in the entirety of New York City. And, like most who lived in such luxurious living spaces, they sent their children to private schools. Well, the girls anyway. Gabriel had been given a choice the last few years since his true age was a bit older than required for a secondary education.

"Lillian," Samuhel stated evenly, not surprised when the girl appeared in front of him with a bored expression. "Take Cassandra and Theresa to school on time--" He was cut off by his wife's sharp look before his eldest daughter continued, ".. and make sure they're not late. I know."

The patriarch tilted his head amusedly before giving a nod, "Good, thank you."

With the other two girls waving goodbye from the balcony, Samuhel and Elizabeth found their way to elevator to be off on their way to their respective workplaces. Elizabeth had clothing to design while Samuhel had art to buy, and not necessarily for his clients.

"Have a good day at work today, darling," his wife said lovingly to him, leaving a light kiss on his cheek before climbing into her car and driving off. "A good day indeed," the male commented as he watched her go before getting into his own car and speeding out of the parking garage.