Snippet #2633037

"Oh. Heya...everyone here is cute. I...I didn't expect you right now."
"She's a hottie. Hello love."
"Nonoono this is Bex her friend,

"Surprise!" Rebecca shouted, with a grin on her face that said she wasn't sorry at all for showing up with no notice. She glanced at all the faces in the room, a little curious as to why there were so many. It didn't exactly look like a party and if she had to call it anything, it would be a kick back. Still, something felt off - almost like all these people lived here. Neighbors maybe? She didn't care, she laughed at the one who called her a hottie. "Nah, Beck isn't really my type. His hair's a little too long and he's a little too moody." She teased.

Elisa is the quieter one."

"Is that my identifier? I like to think I'm the less rude one." Elisa said with a playful glare towards Rebecca, which earned her a light elbowing to the ribs. Elisa stuck her tongue out and they both continued bantering like siblings for a couple moments. They had become just like sisters over the years and occasionally had been asked if they were related. Whether or not they said yes depended on the situation. For a moment, Elisa even forgot that she was in the middle of what was essentially a 'secret-gang-hideout.' She remembered when Beck ordered the group out.

Her heart dropped and she was still quite uncomfortable with the situation. Being in a gang wasn't a joke and she was terrified he was going to end up in jail or dead. She was glad when Leon walked in and the group sped up their exit, though she found that a little odd. Beck was supposed to be their lead, but everyone looked a tad more grim when the tattooed man had entered the room.

Rebecca, of course, plopped herself right beside Leon once he had settled with all the groceries. "Heya!" She greeted with a flirty grin, leaning on him as she popped her legs up on the couch.

"How are you doing?"

With Beck's arms around her, Elisa melted into him, swaying with him as though they were sharing little dance. It was nice and soft and so simple in comparison to everything else in the world. She pressed her forehead against his chest, with her arms wrapped around his waist. "I'm okay. What about you?"

The stitches in her neck ached and she wanted to rip them out, if only because they were pretty ugly and difficult to hide - even with her mountain of hair. She also knew the likelihood of them bothering Beck every moment they were there. She didn't want him to blame himself and he had a pretty awful habit of doing that, though she couldn't throw stones. They both needed a vacation. Or a rewind button for their lives.


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Almost all of our characters have last names that could double as first names.

Grace
Taylor
Donovan
Hester
Hades (I mean, it is the name of the God of the Underworld.)