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"nick has a girlfriend? shit, finally, he can get over you." timmy said to vanessa and she laughed.

"yeah, finally." she agreed.

"so," zach opened the door to the house, "this is where we're gonna live!"

the house was fairly large but it had little furniture in it, a fucked up air mattress laid on the floor of the living room on a big rug. sort of close to it was a huge couch, edwin on it.

the floor was scattered with their luggage and their backpacks that they hadn't unpacked yet.

"hey!" he said and vanessa smiled at him, "nick's in the bathroom."

"anyway," zach said, "let's get on with the tour."

"you've only been here for a day..." tc said.

"that's a day more than you."

"get on em." vanessa laughed, making timmy scowl.

"this is the kitchen. it's very nice, very nice appliances, a big roomy refrigerator!" zach opened the doors of it, revealing it to be empty.

"it's fucking empty." timmy said.

"please refrain from talking during the tour, thanks!" vanessa whispered to him.

"thank you," zach said while walking out of the kitchen, "glad someone's paying attention."

"I hate you both so bad." timmy rolled his eyes.

vanessa held his hand tighter as nick came out of the bathroom.

"oh, y'all are here.." he said, wiping the water from his hands onto the front of his jeans.

"yeah," timmy said angrily, "we kinda sorta fucking live here."

"shit, chill, I was just asking." nick said, returning to his air mattress.

"can you please stop, you're ruining my tour." zach said, getting upset that once again no one was talking to him.

"im listening zach, continue." vanessa scowled at timmy for starting shit with nick this early into their residency. she walked away from him and dropped his hand.

timmy sat down on the couch with edwin, upset over nick's presence. but zach and vanessa continued his 'tour'.

"this is the bathroom, it's roomy, a big bathtub, for the nasty."

"oh. same." she said, glancing over the room.

he continued to lead her all over the house but there was nothing he could really explain considering the fact that there was nothing in the house in general.

"how's arina?" vanessa asked, making conversation.

"who? oh, arina." he sighed, "things weren't working, so..."

"I'm sorry."

"it's whatever," he said as they travelled through the house, his phone rang, "it's my mom, hold on."

zach walked away talking to her. vanessa took it upon herself to continue to tour.

"ooh, this is a nice roooommmm." she said to herself, opening the door.

"oh, hi." someone sat in the middle of the floor with their legs crossed.

"hi.. tatiana..?"