"You do know we didn't have to rush, right? Everyone's still back there... my word Arty! What's going on?! Why do you keep doing this to yourself? Sit, I'll lead everyone to us." (And you meant beach home, right?)
She looks at her and sighs. "Sorry." She said as she sits down on the couch she pulls Adam with her. "Oh....largest room at the end of the hall is my room....its the one with the most ventilation as i have a bad habit of doing my art in my room...." she said before she leaned her head on Adam and fells asleep. Her hand was still gripping his
Ivy goes into the kitchen and sets down her stuff. "This, I could get used to. Arty, how did your family land a house in Egypt? And why?" Ivy unpacks most of her stuff.
She wakes up and smiles hearing the question. "My fathers the Head honcho at some big ass company...." she said to her. "We have homes all over the place....my mother loves to travel....as do i." She said to her as she shuffled over.
She looks at her. "Im just getting something to drink." She said as she walks to the fridge and pulls out 2 glass bottles of soda. She then walks back and hands on to Adam.
Ivy promptly hides all breakables in the living room and bathrooms. Then she prepares a feast of Mediterranean style foods. "I've always wanted a reason to learn how to cook exotic food."
She looks at him and growls. "That was not meant for you.... " she said as she slams her fist into his gut. "My home my rules....NO TAKING OTHER PEOPLES SHIT. NO FIGHTING IN HERE THATS WHAT THE BASEMENT IS FOR....NO BREAKING ANY THING AND NO STEALING." She said to him. "And the biggest room up stairs is my room....I often do art projects in there and its the room with the most ventilation." She said to him.
She looks at him. "Take my room and you will be less then a bloody pulp." She said as she went upstairs after grabbing Adam. She walked up stairs and flopped down on the bed. She sighed. She then got back up and opened the doors.