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After a long, tiring journey, which seemed to have broke Quinn's back, she had arrived at the mysterious house. It was beautiful and modern but that was the thing, maybe Quinn was too lower class for this sort of thing but she was optimistic and wasn't going to let a thing like her wealth let her down. A large, lumpy suitcase was pulled out of the back of the car and she proceeded to stride forwards towards this new habitat. The rumpled, creased invite was tucked inside of her palm as she pressed the doorbell, that let out a melodic tune. Tired of waiting, Quinn swung the door open and scuttled into the house. "Hello, anyone there?" Quinn screeched, waiting in the porch.