A Hockey player, Xavier Jace Sinclair, moved back to NYC from Netherlands after 5 years. Hanging out with her team, New York Sirens, in a bar, stories, drinks empty, and laughter loud. Until she saw Paloma Sandoval, her best-friend from grade school with her familiar friend introduced a few years ago. Sabrina Carpenter. She was drunk and dancing on the dance floor as if she was trying to forget about life. Apparently fate likes to play with people. "Let me take you on a House tour." Sabrina's words slurred, gripping the other girl's leather jacket. She tiptoed, leaned into the taller girl's ear. The smell of alcohol in her mouth. "Each floor is just for you." Xavier gulped but kept a straight face. What house was she referring to-? Timeline in this story are different in real life. People mentioned and their personalities written here are not based on their real personality as we don't know them personally. A few characters created by me are purely made up. Have a good time reading, House Tour. :)
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