[ She follows Cellar with a sweet little smile plastered across her lips, waving at her friends, taking in every little nook and cranny they pass with idle fascination. Raiz's presence is what she's interested in finding, but whatever she's able to glean from the wood id disappointingly dismal.
Any passing offer, Debra denies needing anything despite arriving empty-handed. She remains in step alongside her despite her short legs, tennis skirt swishing about her thighs from beneath an oversized fuzzy sweater. She bites her lip with a smile, considering her answer. She's seen plenty of houses like this.]
Oh yeah, you're super lucky. [ In what almost could sound like a tease. Following her into the pool room, her eyes scan around before turning back to her host. ] But it's like...totally haunted too, right?
[Is Deb the kind of girl who gets stirred up by scary stories? She's asking herself this. ]
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Any passing offer, Debra denies needing anything despite arriving empty-handed. She remains in step alongside her despite her short legs, tennis skirt swishing about her thighs from beneath an oversized fuzzy sweater. She bites her lip with a smile, considering her answer. She's seen plenty of houses like this.]
Oh yeah, you're super lucky. [ In what almost could sound like a tease. Following her into the pool room, her eyes scan around before turning back to her host. ] But it's like...totally haunted too, right?
[Is Deb the kind of girl who gets stirred up by scary stories? She's asking herself this. ]