Walter let out a small gasp before letting out a deep sigh of relief, the chilling feeling was soon melted away like snow by an open fire. There, in a pine needle green Breton cap with a tweed vest on and a pair of tree trimmers in his gloved hands, was a smiling, charming red haired man with a jolly mustache sitting above his grin. "Hello there, you must be Walter Brein? I'm Leonard O'Kellen, owner of my family's 3rd generation manor. Lovely to finally meet you, apologies for giving you such a fright, I hope I didn't scare you too harshly. I try to be less threatening, which is a hard thing to master when you run around your family's lawn with a pair of rusted tree trimmers in your hands." Walter chuckled lightly at Leonard's joke, he blushed slightly at the embarrassment he had caused himself from being so anxious. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance as well, yes, I am indeed Walter Brein. I hope my letters received you at a kind time, I hate to seem like the sort to rush somebody into response." "Not at all a problem! Might I say, you seem to have a strong sense of calligraphy, don't you?" "Oh I studied it some in medical school, I try not to be too ornate with my letters. I am flattered by the compliment." Leonard tossed the tree trimmers down onto a spot in the nearby toolshed and proceeded to lift Walter's suitcases off the marble porch. "Oh no, really, I can carry my bags in-" "Oh no! What sort of roommate would I be to make you carry these bags any longer? As if my father's intense and grueling walkway wasn't hard enough to walk without anything! You poor chap, besides, I can muscle about 100 pounds if I put it across my shoulder right!" Leonard stopped Walter, giving him a warm smile as he gracefully flung the two front doors open wide, following his new roommate in and quietly shutting the door behind him. "Thank you, a great deal Leonard. I am so grateful to stay at your family's lovely home. Might I ask why your home by yourself? There seems to be no one else in the home at the time." Leonard sat Walter's bags carefully by the staircase leading to the bedrooms. "Well, that is because, I'm the last remaining O'Kellen here," Walter felt a pang of sympathy for his new found friend, "Ever since my parents passed three years ago, I have been the only one here, which is why I put the ad in the paper." Leonard stared at the fire crackling in the fireplace, before shaking his head and giving Walter a bright, sharp-toothed grin. "But I guess now I have you!" "I'm terribly sorry for you Leonard, that must have been hard for you. I to, am glad to make your acquaintance. If there is any way I can console you, consider it done." "Much obliged, I will think about your offer. Here, let me show you to your room." Leonard began to lead Walter up the left marble staircase to the guest rooms.
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RomanceYet again, your reading the friends to lovers, both villains addition. Yet again, a ran out of business psychology specialized doctor finds himself sharing a home with a odd man, yet again, more secrets come to light in the O'Kellen family manor, an...
