[b][color=f26522]Sasha O'Neill[/color] [color=fff200]&[/color] [color=00a99d]Jean Belair[/color][/b]

Sasha awoke in the middle of the nigth with a sligth headache. She grinned to herself as she pressed her hand against her temple. Jean had told her that she had accedently took a sip of Rum, wich resulted into the headache she felt right now. Silently Sasha opened the door of her room, and closed it without making a sound as well. Her white nigth gown almost made it appear like a ghost floathed through the house, seeing as it was dim lit. Her long brown hair reached her lower back and she had braided it loosly. 

On her way to the kitchen Sasha heard some voices at the front door. One of them belonged to Vladimir, his deep tune was hard to miss. The other was unkown to her. Quickly tapping some water into a mug Sasha soflty walked towards the front door, stopping in the hallway, a bit hidden in the darkness. 

[color=f26522]''Vladimir, what is going on. Is there someone at the door this late?''[/color] Sasha said, still sleepy. A small yawn escaped her lips and she quickly hid it by raising her hand infront of her mouth. Sasha stepped forward and looked at the man standing infront of Vladimir. [color=f26522]''Did somehting happened?''[/color] She asked concerned giving a sleepy smile to the stranger. [color=f26522]''Hey, My name is Sasha O'Neill''[/color] She said introducing herself for a bit.

[@BlackPanther][@MrZerkon]