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ELIANA begins to make her way towards the fruit orchard right next to her house, swinging her wooden basket back and forth as she hums a small tune. She smiles at the feeling of the warm heat falling upon her skin, causing her to become even more bronzed than she already was. She looks around at all the peach trees, trying to decide which looked the most ripe to pick. She walks along the path for a couple more minutes, her eyes soon catching the most perfectly grown peach. She approaches the tree and stands up on her tip toes, reaching her left arm out to pull the branch lower down for her to grab the delicious fruit. She holds it in her dainty hand, smiling at her great picking choices before she places it carefully into the woven basket.
Eliana picks out a couple more peaches before she begins to head back towards the villa, when she does she places the basket onto the cluttered kitchen counter and makes her way up to her new bedroom. She decides to waste some time until dinner, seeing as there was nothing else to do and she didn't want to be waiting around and staring in silence. She wanted to speak to Harry, maybe have a proper conversation with him but she knew that he was probably still sleeping very deeply so she decided to just let him be.
Eliana sits at the desk in the room, pen in hand as she transcribes some music with the Walkman gently playing a tune in the background to dim out the complete silence. Her focused attention is soon disrupted by the sound of a bell being rung downstairs, it was dinner time finally. She makes her way through the bathroom and to Harry's door, knocking on the wood twice but no response came back. So she walked in, eyes immediately drawn to his sleeping body which hadn't moved at all since she last left the room. "We're being called to dinner." She spoke as she began to move closer, she shook his arm gently but he didn't even budge at her action. So she makes her way over to the bookcase in the room, picking out the biggest book she could find before she drops it on the floor, causing a loud thud to wake him up instantly. "We're being called to dinner." She repeated again, now that he was conscious.
Harry yawns as he sits up very slowly before he rubs his eyes in an attempt to try remember his surroundings. "Later, I'll have to pass." He mutters, his voice still groggy from being awoken so abruptly. "Can you make any excuses to your mother?" He questions, almost with a pleading look in his eyes. Eliana gives into his alluring charms and nods at his words before she exits her now old bedroom, leaving Harry in a room of complete darkness.
