𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔠𝔢𝔰 ⊳ anthony lockwood

ii - granny's house

Hampgre does have pretty good food; considering theres a 10% discount wherever Issy went. The four teenagers had a table reserved for them at the local pub. The sun was out and the wind was light, perfect day to eat outside.

"So, Hampgre..." Lockwood began, already a terrible choice. "Seems like such a, sleepy town. Nice and quaint."

Isadora grimaced at him, "nice and quaint? Yes. Sleepy though, not as much." She leaned back onto the arm of her chair. "For a town that's been affected with the ghost epidemic just as much as everywhere else, it's very alive."

George perked up, "I read about the vineyards and town life here. Lots of town activities available."

"There's always some sort market, festival or just general street party," Isadora smiled.

Lucy leaned in a little, "aren't everyone worried about the ghosts at night, especially out in the country?"

"Of course they are," Issy reassured her. "We still have the curfew enabled, and two agency's here. At some vineyards that are a little more outward, they have their own agent on the premise at all times."

"and you're little 'clinic' is one of those places that is more...outward?" Lockwood made an educated guess.

Isadora blinked at him and sighed, "yes. Limpwood. It is." That...actually reminded her about something, "speaking about my clinic," Isadora straightened herself, "you are all here on holiday, provided graciously by me, however, the clinic IS at my house, meaning I will be working there at night."

"What?" Lucy choked on her water. "I won't lie, it's risky enough inviting agents into your house, but can't you take the week off while we're there!?"

"If I could I would but that would mean I would loose plenty of progress, including lots of trust from my clients," All three agents perked up, ready to put their voice in, but Isadora held her hands up, "Which! Is! Why! I'm begging you guys! Do not interfere in my business at any point! If I need you're help, then I'll ask personally, but besides that! Please! Don't do anything!" Then glued her eyes onto Lockwood, "I mean it!"

Lockwood sneered, "why you singling me out Granny?"

Lucy turned her head to him, "really?"

"You seriously asking that?" George joined in too.

"Fine! I get it!" Lockwood sighed definitely annoyed, "I won't do anything! Anything else, Graham."

"One last thing," Issy bite the inside of her cheek, "I don't live in my house alone, my brother lives there too."

"Wait, you actually have a brother?" George was taken back by Isadora's words.

Isadora slumped a little, slightly hurt actually, "I've talked about him over 100 times! Benny! My older brother!"

"What's wrong with your brother living there?" Lucy asked. "Is he... a little weird?"

Isadora paused, "sure. He's a lot weird." Isadora stuttered a little, "B-Benny isn't r-really comfortable with strangers in the house, along with extremely anxiety! Like incredibly skittish and could have a heart attack if he heard a balloon pop anxiety! A-and he's a huge germaphobe!" Isadora was quick with that, a little too quick, "which is why he has Haphephobia!"

"Haphephobia?" Lockwood questioned. "What's that?"

"Its a fear of physical touch," Isadora answered. "So one more rule, avoid the attic at all times! That's Benny's bedroom and main area."

"And if we ever run into him?" George grew anxious himself.

"Avoid him." She was quick, again, to answer. "Avoid him at all cost."