"Ariana. You should go home." Batman quietly suggested, suddenly appearing in front of the waking, sparking woman as he dropped down from above. "You need to think things over."

"You can take the lead, [i]anytime[/i]." Ryan snickered, following her closely. He looked into the mirrors as the passed them. He hated those things. You could see your entire self in them. He saw a tall, dorky, beanpole with crazy hair trailing behind the most beautiful girl. He rolled his eyes and looked ahead. Pretty sure, they were looking out the exit door. 

Waiola intertwined her fingers with Crystals, smiling. "Whatever you say." She replied as the lesbians walk back towards their house. The house was on the smaller, but not too small. It was a cream colored house with blue trim, doors, and window shutters. There were lots of windows. The house was just a few feet away from the sand, just over the threshold where the grass started to grow.