"Wake up. You've been asleep too long." A voice cut through the darkness of Terry's sleep. It was their mother.
Terrance's mother isn't very impressive. Her name is Kyla Valeire, and she's rather short. She tends to wear sundresses when it gets too warm, and full-on winter gear when it gets cold. When Terry was younger, she dressed them up in the most embarrassing winter outfit. As you can imagine, they weren't too happy with that.
Even for her short stature, she still punches like a specific person that you'll never know of. Let's just say that they're (ahem) very, very strong. She has been hiding a shotgun at the entrance of the door since Terry was 10. Thankfully, she hasn't killed anyone yet.
"What am I late for this time?" Terrance groggily rolled out of bed.
"Nothing." Ms. Valeire chuckled lightly. "Milo's here."
"YOU'RE LATE!!" Milo's voice boomed from the front door.
"I'M NOT LATE FOR ANYTHING!" Terrance replied, with a hint of.. rage? That doesn't happen often.
"YOU WERE SINCE 10 MINUTES AGO!"
Terrance took a deep breath, and rolled out of bed. They addressed their mom. "Can you keep Milo occupied for a few minutes please?"
"Of course!"
As their mom sauntered off to the front door, Terry opened the closet.
What shade of black should I wear today? They asked themself. Nah, I should wear something like... red.
They pulled a red shirt from the rack, and found a matching pair of shin-length shorts.
Terrance walked out of their room, and saw Milo as soon as they turned the corner.
"Milo, where the fu-"
"We're going up to the old monastery, up a little from here." Milo interrupted. "Your mom's fine with it, wanna come with?"
Terrance scoffed slightly, as Milo has a bad habit of interrupting people before they even ask the question.
"Who else is coming?"
"The others. Me, you, Jenny, Stevie."
"Sounds fun."
"Hell yeah. Bye Ms. Valerie!"
Terry nodded slightly to their mom, following Milo out the door.
They both opened their respective doors to the car. Everyone in this group has a specific spot on where they sit in Milo's lovely Studebaker.
Milo, obviously, owns the car, and can drive, so he's placed behind the wheel. It's such a shame that they have one of the craziest people driving the car.
Behind the lovely Milo, it's Jenny. She sits there, because Milo has the seat back so far to make room for his legs, that Jenny can just rest on the back of his seat.
Stevie sits next to Milo, for two reasons. 1: He is the only other one with a driver's license, and 2: If Terry was there, they'd strangle the driver.
Speaking of Terry, they sit behind Stevie, purely for the reason that they would strangle Milo. Also, that door is the only one that has a window that rolls down. Terry likes the wind.
After about 20 minutes of Milo's strangely better driving and talking amongst each other, they finally made it to the church at the top of a very rocky mountain of sorts. And how grand the view was! Atop the nearly 20 foot pillar of pure rock, there was a very unimposing church that could hold no more than 20 people. It looks out upon the winding road and forest, hill, and rock that they just drove up on. For such a glorious view, it's very sad that it was abandoned years ago.
"So.. where are we?" Jenny asked quietly. She has just woken up from her snooze on her way here.
"Here, at this-" Terrance got interrupted for the second time today.
"Can I be first? I really wanna be first." Milo asked with plenty of energy.
"Dude," Jenny mumbled. "Be quieter, please."
"Sorry-" Milo paused, and quieted his voice. "Sorry, Jenny."
