His eyes go wide at this shared secret, a little exaggerated for effect and cut by a grin. Then Adrian relaxes, leaning heavily on the white marble counter top. "Y'know, I was just thinking to myself that I'd passed into another dimension sometime after the third bedroom? And I thought I saw a Malm dresser in one of those rooms. Find anything interesting?"
He pushes himself away from the sink, making to leave the bathroom. "And did you leave us a trail of breadcrumbs to follow to get back home?"
"Oh, absolutely not." She sing-songs to both questions, seemingly unconcerned, and swings her way to Adrian's side once he's exited the bathroom. "But we'll find our way out. Or die." She shrugs, and grins upward. "I'm pretty sure you're right, though. This is an alternate dimension. How many souls do you think are wandering through this house, forever? Maybe that's the point."
Or maybe assuming this house is a wizburban H.H. Holmes nightmare is giving it a little too much credit. But it's important to keep their spirits up. She sets confidently forward, down the hallway she was sure she hadn't haunted just yet, expecting him to follow.
"I was hoping to make it to the end of the season, but when it's your time, it's your time." Adrian garnishes his acceptance of their imminent demise with a sunshine smile and a lazy shrug as he falls in step with Chanel, trusting her to lead them to new adventure if not necessarily safety. It's more fun to face danger with a friend than alone, anyway.
He examines the walls as they stroll. "Do you think we'll be this house's first ghosts?"
The bright acceptance of one's own demise is all that Chanel can ask for in a friend, and she appreciates it in Adrian. "Well, it's not all bad. They'll play in your honor. Retire your jersey. You'll be a plaque."
The most meaningful legacy one can have in high school. She looks around a dark, identical corner, considering. "If it's a murder trap you wouldn't think so. But I haven't seen any others." This raises a question, actually, and Chanel taps her cup, considering, "Does your house have any ghosts? Do most wizard houses?"
"True immortality achieved in the Peckenpaugh athletic trophy case," he replies wistfully, peeking around the dark corner. No undead IKEA employees lurking, just more Better Homes and Gardens decor.
"Mine? Nah. Grandpa's house was built in the 1980s though, so it's not really a treasure trove of history. I think..." Adrian pauses to take a drink from his solo cup and collect his thoughts. "It's not unheard of to have a ghost in residence in older places. Generational homes and historic buildings and that, but Post-Life Services is around to help 'em move around or move on." Wearing a bent grin, Adrian cuts his gaze back to Chanel. "You hoping to move into a haunted home some day?"
Adrian is lost and Chanel is a little snoopy
He pushes himself away from the sink, making to leave the bathroom. "And did you leave us a trail of breadcrumbs to follow to get back home?"
Adrian is lost and Chanel is a little snoopy
Or maybe assuming this house is a wizburban H.H. Holmes nightmare is giving it a little too much credit. But it's important to keep their spirits up. She sets confidently forward, down the hallway she was sure she hadn't haunted just yet, expecting him to follow.
Adrian is lost and Chanel is a little snoopy
He examines the walls as they stroll. "Do you think we'll be this house's first ghosts?"
Adrian is lost and Chanel is a little snoopy
The most meaningful legacy one can have in high school. She looks around a dark, identical corner, considering. "If it's a murder trap you wouldn't think so. But I haven't seen any others." This raises a question, actually, and Chanel taps her cup, considering, "Does your house have any ghosts? Do most wizard houses?"
Adrian is lost and Chanel is a little snoopy
"Mine? Nah. Grandpa's house was built in the 1980s though, so it's not really a treasure trove of history. I think..." Adrian pauses to take a drink from his solo cup and collect his thoughts. "It's not unheard of to have a ghost in residence in older places. Generational homes and historic buildings and that, but Post-Life Services is around to help 'em move around or move on." Wearing a bent grin, Adrian cuts his gaze back to Chanel. "You hoping to move into a haunted home some day?"