Two people who have been living together for three years should at least be friendly in the hallways. But Doll and Wesley have barely exchanged a word during that amount of time. The mansion is big enough so they do cross path too often... And they are both very busy being archeologists (or at le...
It’s growing brighter by the second. “Are these blackout curtains? How the fuck can you see anything?” I open my eyes to find Trevor standing at the foot of my bed. Apparently he barged into my room without knocking. Or maybe he did knock, and I did...