Post by Shawn Warstein on Aug 27, 2020 5:21:12 GMT -6
A quick pan across a bunch of moving boxes that are lining a long hallway. A staircase to the left leading to the rooms upstairs, the front door opens as I walk in dropping a bag to the ground.
“Watch It Cunt!”
Noah comes barging through on his heelies, knocking me to the side.
“Dammit Noah…. those things better not fuck up my floor!”
Noah shrugs and disappears into the depths of the house, as I feel a hand land on my shoulder.
“Don’t worry about it Dove, I’m sure a quick scrubbing and those marks will come up.”
Atara’s calming voice echoes in the empty foyer, as she proceeds into the house leaving me there pointing towards the floor.
“I know damn well you’re not gonna scrub the floors!”
A quick sigh as I follow the both of them into the kitchen. The fresh marble countertops shine as the sunlight peers through the windows. Atara is already pulling out a bottle of wine, as Noah leaps up onto the counter and dangles his feet over the edge.
“Shawn…. where are the wine glasses?”
“Do I look like I know? Nothing has been unpacked. Just grab a box and open it up.”
A quick eyeroll from Atara as she reluctantly grabs a hold of the box and flips the sides open.
“I don’t get how you can buy a house like this and not pay someone to unpack your shit.”
“Oh I did.”
Noah perks up and gives me a confused look.
“Say what cunt?”
I smile and walk around the counter, grab a box and toss it to Noah, as Atara glances at me with a look that could melt the beams on the World Trade Center.
“Well it’s simple. You want a place to crash?” I say pointing towards Noah. “And you want a place to stay…” As my attention turns towards Atara. “Then we are going to unpack this place ourselves.”
“Uhhh No.” Atara said as she pulled out a few glasses and set them on the counter. “Noah and I don’t need to stay here. We can both afford to get our own places.”
“You’re right. You are absolutely right as always dear. Just follow me. The both of you.”
I reach a hand out and grab Atara’s hand, as Noah hops off of the counter. He quickly pulls out his phone and begins clacking away. We eventually make our way upstairs. The five bedroom doors are all closed as we walk up to the first door.
“Here is where all of our editing and stuff for the promos will be done.”
I open the door as Noah peeks inside and shrugs.
“I do it on my phone anyways.”
“Everyone's a critic.”
“We get it cunt, the house is big.”
A quick short sigh.
“Okay fine let’s just get to the good stuff then huh? Come on.”
We walk down the hall and I slowly open one of the bedroom doors, only this isn’t a bedroom anymore. It’s a glorified closet. There are armoires lining the walls each packed to the brim with clothes. A large couch is sitting in the middle of the room, with a small wine fridge next to it fully stocked. Right by the window is a large vanity, and packed with so much makeup it makes Sephora look like a child’s playroom. And just off to the side of the vanity is a marble sculpture of Aphrodite. Atara walks into the room and let’s out an audible gasp.
“I didn’t know what clothes to get you…. I just guessed.”
Atara turns to me and just smiles.
“Well I can’t possibly help unpack now…. I’ve got so many clothes to try on now.”
Atara waves Noah and I away but before either of us could get a word in edgewise the door was closed in our faces.
“Rude.”
“You said it, not me.”
Noah and I turn around and face the other door.
“This one mine cunt?”
“Yup.” A quick nod.
Noah whips open the door and immediately begins jumping up and down like a toddler three Red Bull’s down.
“Ohhhh my fucking god cunt!?”
As I walk into the room Noah is already head deep into the car bed, but it’s not like a child’s car bed. This is an actual Subaru Impreza modified to be a bed. Fully functional except for the engine. Inside the windshield has been replaced with a TV, and where the trunk is all the gaming systems are set up for quick access. Noah begins fiddling with the switches and whatnot before something catches his eye.
“Oi Cunt…. what’s that?”
Noah points over to a small door under the window. It’s pretty unassuming but it is oddly placed.
“I don’t know. You should check it out.”
Noah climbs out of the “bed” and towards the small door. He slowly opens it up and all you can see is black.
“What are you getting at cunt?”
“There should be a light switch on the left.”
Noah reaches in and flicks the light. Suddenly a yellow tube can be seen as led lights begin to pulsate and it’s clearly visible that it’s a slide of some sort.
“Cuuuuuunt!!!!”
“Yes Noah?”
“Where does this lead to?”
I quickly shrug.
“It doesn’t lead to some sex dungeon does it?”
“Noah! Of course it doesn’t. If you decide to go down that slide….” As I hold out my hand. “You might want to give me your phone.”
Noah excitedly tosses me his phone and then quickly turns.
“SUCK IT ATTY!!!! I GOT A FUCKING SLIDE TO THE POOL IN MY ROOM!” Noah bellows before disappearing down the slide. As a faint grumble could be heard from the other room. I look out the window as Noah splashes into the pool below. A quick smile across my face as I head back towards Atara’s room. A quick knock on the door before I enter.
Atara is checking herself out in the mirror in one of her new outfits. She gives me a quick smile in the reflection of the mirror as I sit down on the couch. One quick spin later and Atara is facing towards me.
“Did I hear Noah say he got a slide to the pool?”
“Yeah. And a car bed.”
Faint footsteps can be heard running of the stairs each landing with a splat. You can hear the other door open and shut quickly.
“He sounds happy.”
“Yeah, but I’m more concerned with you.”
Atara walks over towards me and quickly straddles her legs on either side of mine. Her now shorter auburn hair falls over my face as I brush it aside and tuck it behind her ears. She stares at me for a moment before I get lost in her icy blue eyes. She leans forward and gives me a kiss on the cheek before sitting upright and placing her hands on her thighs.
“This is just a little overwhelming at the moment.”
“I get that.”
The pitter patter of wet feet against the floor echoes in the hallway, much louder this time, as Atara quickly slides off to the side and leans up against my shoulder and lets out a small sigh.
“This….. this is a lot.”
“I did it for you.”
“I know.”
“I’ll leave you to it, I’ve got to make sure he doesn’t break his fucking neck.”
I stand up and give Atara a quick peck on the top of her head. I walk out into the hallway and see a water trail from the stairs to Noah’s door. One wrong step as I slip and fall busting my head off the ground. I sit up and hold my head in my hands. Not a single word from Atara, as the sounds of wet feet echo in the hallway.
“Have you fallen and can’t get up? Do I need to get you a life alert?”
I slowly look up and see Noah standing there.
“Noa…..what the fuck are you wearing?”
“What are you talking about my budgie smugglers?”
There Noah stands in a pair of Speedo’s, a full face scuba mask perched on top of his head, and a pair of flippers.
“No… well yeah…. but where did you get the rest of the gear?”
“Pool House.” Noah stated as if it was assumed it was supposed to be in there.
“Whatever, just help me up.”
Noah reaches down and helps me to my feet.
“Get fucking dressed, we got to meet Raven and Jax in a little bit.”
“Man those cunts are gonna take all the fun out of everything aren’t they?”
“Just get dressed Noah.”
Noah hangs his head as he heads towards his room. Rubbing my head as I walk down the hall doing my best to avoid the wet spots on the floor as I disappear down the stairs.
“Watch It Cunt!”
Noah comes barging through on his heelies, knocking me to the side.
“Dammit Noah…. those things better not fuck up my floor!”
Noah shrugs and disappears into the depths of the house, as I feel a hand land on my shoulder.
“Don’t worry about it Dove, I’m sure a quick scrubbing and those marks will come up.”
Atara’s calming voice echoes in the empty foyer, as she proceeds into the house leaving me there pointing towards the floor.
“I know damn well you’re not gonna scrub the floors!”
A quick sigh as I follow the both of them into the kitchen. The fresh marble countertops shine as the sunlight peers through the windows. Atara is already pulling out a bottle of wine, as Noah leaps up onto the counter and dangles his feet over the edge.
“Shawn…. where are the wine glasses?”
“Do I look like I know? Nothing has been unpacked. Just grab a box and open it up.”
A quick eyeroll from Atara as she reluctantly grabs a hold of the box and flips the sides open.
“I don’t get how you can buy a house like this and not pay someone to unpack your shit.”
“Oh I did.”
Noah perks up and gives me a confused look.
“Say what cunt?”
I smile and walk around the counter, grab a box and toss it to Noah, as Atara glances at me with a look that could melt the beams on the World Trade Center.
“Well it’s simple. You want a place to crash?” I say pointing towards Noah. “And you want a place to stay…” As my attention turns towards Atara. “Then we are going to unpack this place ourselves.”
“Uhhh No.” Atara said as she pulled out a few glasses and set them on the counter. “Noah and I don’t need to stay here. We can both afford to get our own places.”
“You’re right. You are absolutely right as always dear. Just follow me. The both of you.”
I reach a hand out and grab Atara’s hand, as Noah hops off of the counter. He quickly pulls out his phone and begins clacking away. We eventually make our way upstairs. The five bedroom doors are all closed as we walk up to the first door.
“Here is where all of our editing and stuff for the promos will be done.”
I open the door as Noah peeks inside and shrugs.
“I do it on my phone anyways.”
“Everyone's a critic.”
“We get it cunt, the house is big.”
A quick short sigh.
“Okay fine let’s just get to the good stuff then huh? Come on.”
We walk down the hall and I slowly open one of the bedroom doors, only this isn’t a bedroom anymore. It’s a glorified closet. There are armoires lining the walls each packed to the brim with clothes. A large couch is sitting in the middle of the room, with a small wine fridge next to it fully stocked. Right by the window is a large vanity, and packed with so much makeup it makes Sephora look like a child’s playroom. And just off to the side of the vanity is a marble sculpture of Aphrodite. Atara walks into the room and let’s out an audible gasp.
“I didn’t know what clothes to get you…. I just guessed.”
Atara turns to me and just smiles.
“Well I can’t possibly help unpack now…. I’ve got so many clothes to try on now.”
Atara waves Noah and I away but before either of us could get a word in edgewise the door was closed in our faces.
“Rude.”
“You said it, not me.”
Noah and I turn around and face the other door.
“This one mine cunt?”
“Yup.” A quick nod.
Noah whips open the door and immediately begins jumping up and down like a toddler three Red Bull’s down.
“Ohhhh my fucking god cunt!?”
As I walk into the room Noah is already head deep into the car bed, but it’s not like a child’s car bed. This is an actual Subaru Impreza modified to be a bed. Fully functional except for the engine. Inside the windshield has been replaced with a TV, and where the trunk is all the gaming systems are set up for quick access. Noah begins fiddling with the switches and whatnot before something catches his eye.
“Oi Cunt…. what’s that?”
Noah points over to a small door under the window. It’s pretty unassuming but it is oddly placed.
“I don’t know. You should check it out.”
Noah climbs out of the “bed” and towards the small door. He slowly opens it up and all you can see is black.
“What are you getting at cunt?”
“There should be a light switch on the left.”
Noah reaches in and flicks the light. Suddenly a yellow tube can be seen as led lights begin to pulsate and it’s clearly visible that it’s a slide of some sort.
“Cuuuuuunt!!!!”
“Yes Noah?”
“Where does this lead to?”
I quickly shrug.
“It doesn’t lead to some sex dungeon does it?”
“Noah! Of course it doesn’t. If you decide to go down that slide….” As I hold out my hand. “You might want to give me your phone.”
Noah excitedly tosses me his phone and then quickly turns.
“SUCK IT ATTY!!!! I GOT A FUCKING SLIDE TO THE POOL IN MY ROOM!” Noah bellows before disappearing down the slide. As a faint grumble could be heard from the other room. I look out the window as Noah splashes into the pool below. A quick smile across my face as I head back towards Atara’s room. A quick knock on the door before I enter.
Atara is checking herself out in the mirror in one of her new outfits. She gives me a quick smile in the reflection of the mirror as I sit down on the couch. One quick spin later and Atara is facing towards me.
“Did I hear Noah say he got a slide to the pool?”
“Yeah. And a car bed.”
Faint footsteps can be heard running of the stairs each landing with a splat. You can hear the other door open and shut quickly.
“He sounds happy.”
“Yeah, but I’m more concerned with you.”
Atara walks over towards me and quickly straddles her legs on either side of mine. Her now shorter auburn hair falls over my face as I brush it aside and tuck it behind her ears. She stares at me for a moment before I get lost in her icy blue eyes. She leans forward and gives me a kiss on the cheek before sitting upright and placing her hands on her thighs.
“This is just a little overwhelming at the moment.”
“I get that.”
The pitter patter of wet feet against the floor echoes in the hallway, much louder this time, as Atara quickly slides off to the side and leans up against my shoulder and lets out a small sigh.
“This….. this is a lot.”
“I did it for you.”
“I know.”
“I’ll leave you to it, I’ve got to make sure he doesn’t break his fucking neck.”
I stand up and give Atara a quick peck on the top of her head. I walk out into the hallway and see a water trail from the stairs to Noah’s door. One wrong step as I slip and fall busting my head off the ground. I sit up and hold my head in my hands. Not a single word from Atara, as the sounds of wet feet echo in the hallway.
“Have you fallen and can’t get up? Do I need to get you a life alert?”
I slowly look up and see Noah standing there.
“Noa…..what the fuck are you wearing?”
“What are you talking about my budgie smugglers?”
There Noah stands in a pair of Speedo’s, a full face scuba mask perched on top of his head, and a pair of flippers.
“No… well yeah…. but where did you get the rest of the gear?”
“Pool House.” Noah stated as if it was assumed it was supposed to be in there.
“Whatever, just help me up.”
Noah reaches down and helps me to my feet.
“Get fucking dressed, we got to meet Raven and Jax in a little bit.”
“Man those cunts are gonna take all the fun out of everything aren’t they?”
“Just get dressed Noah.”
Noah hangs his head as he heads towards his room. Rubbing my head as I walk down the hall doing my best to avoid the wet spots on the floor as I disappear down the stairs.
