{ - "𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚝" - }

{ - 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 - }

I thought about following her to the kitchen to ask her some questions about herself but I didn't want to walk through that filthy hallway again so I choose to to go into the basement. I looked at the door handle, which was covered in dust and thought about how long someone had spent in there. Not wanting to open it with my hands I pushed it open with my foot instead and carefully walked down the steps. I was nearly at the bottom when I heard voices:

"No stop your doing it..."

 "No give me it!"

 "Gimme gimme please!".

"Could you guys shut up I'm trying to concentrate!", I could tell who that was, Charlotte. I continued walking down the steps to be greeted by a picture of Charlie fighting, who I'm guessing is Credence, over a screwdriver whilst Charlotte was on the other side of the room trying to draw something.

You see Charlotte is a good artist so when she asked me if she could be my nail artist so of course I said yes. She was also my closest friend and she was always kind to me even when I guess I was being a tiny bit spoilt. On the other hand Charlie was the guy of my dreams I'm extremely grateful that he is Charlotte's brother because that means I can hang out with him everyday. He is incredibly good looking, always funny and helps anyone who needs it like the time we were on one of our "dates" he helped an old woman with her shopping even when she told him she is fine he insisted. But that made me wonder where was Chloe.

After watching the two bicker for about 20 seconds I asked,
"Where is Chloe.". The room fell silent when I spoke and Charlie and Credence turned to me and then Charlotte, still drawing, plainly said,
"She's sick.". I looked around the room and wasn't surprised to see it dirty and chaotic. Charlie then pushed the boy forwards to me making him to speak saying,
"Hi..um I'm Credence if you didn't already know.". I could hear a light chuckle coming from Charlotte but when I turned to her she stopped and sat upright like she didn't do anything. Credence then put out his hand presumably for me to shake it so I did whilst saying,
" It's nice to meet you, Credence.".

I took my time examining his facial features, light skinned with green eyes and curly black hair, before pointing to the pile of junk that they were bickering over.
"What's that?" I asked. They both turned in sync towards the pile of junk. Then Charlie finally spoke and said,
" "That" is what I have been trying to make for you. He then started to walk around the table,
"Its a device which paints your nails for you.". I saw Charlotte's head pop up from suggestion of her being replaced by a robot.
"But I've got Charlotte for that.". Though he quickly responded with,
"She's replaceable." while Credence nodded in agreement. I started to question,
" Why won't Credence help you? ". Charlie was about to speak when Credence whacked him and said,
" If I allow him to finish it without my help it will chop your fingers off once turned on.". My eyes widened at the thought of Charlie trying to hurt and Charlotte gasped dramatically which I laughed at.
"It will?!", Charlie asked.
"Do you wanna test it?", Credence asked.
"You first.". I watched them bickering for about a minute before heading over to Charlotte to ask her about what happened to Chloe.

I sat on the chair next to her away from the boys. She looked over to me with a tired look and smiled so I asked,
"So is Chloe really sick orrr...". She sat up straight and whispered to me,
"She's on a date but she's only told me.". My eyes lit up with up with excitement,
"So what's his name? What does he look like? Do I know him?". She shushed me realising the boys had quietened down and pulled her phone out. Then she shown me a picture of a cute dark skinned boy with Hazel eyes and a perm.
"I know cute right but he's like Charlie enemy or something so she didn't want him to find out or he would tie him up naked or something." I laughed at the thought and so did Charlotte.

"What's funny?", Charlie asked from the table situated in the middle of the room. Charlotte struggled to put her phone away,
"Nothing". Then he sashayed over with pursed lips which made Credence laugh and put his hand out,
"As I am 6 seconds older than you and Chloe I demand you hand over that phone!". I couldn't stop laughing.
"No."
"Now... Wait is that? ". He was about to jump onto her until she made a run for it which I of course followed. The three of us ran around the house banging and bumping things. Having enough I locked myself in the bathroom and left Charlotte to fend for herself, which I know was a bit cowardly but you know "every man for themselves".
"Are you all alright?", asked Rebecca.
"No!!", Charlotte said sounding like she was being strangled.

Back in the basement:

"Ah kids.", Credence said putting down the screwdriver and sipping his coffee. He put his feet up and relaxed while accompanied by the sweet sounds of struggle.
"This is the life."