Skye Life: Privacy, Please?

Cyd practically danced on her way home, feeling lighter than air, her lips still slightly tingling from Olin’s kiss. She didn’t mind having to stand on the metro home, or the walk up to their apartment. She had a second date with Olin.

One nighters were common after raves, but this, she thought –she hoped - was different.

The house looked like a tornado hit it. Stuff was tossed all over the place. The floor was half clean from a now dried something on the floor and Mathias was on the couch on his side managing to make it look like a very uncomfortable position, still dressed and likely unshowered from the nights activities.

Digi Kitty was brought back to earth immediately by the sight, the smell of the apartment. “What the hell happened here?” She demanded.

Mathias was so out of it he barely acknowledged Cyds outburst. “Loouud.” He warbled from the couch.

“Serena?” Cyd called, looking in the bedroom.

Serena used both feet to prevent her sister from coming into the bathroom. “I’m busy!” she said. “Go to bed, we’ll talk later. And I know, Mathias already said I’m cleaning up”

“Cleaning up what?” She asked. “What the hell happened?” She slapped her hand against the door.

“For all that is holy … Please .. loud …” Mathias complain front he living room.

Vas jerked awake from the sound of Cyds slamming her hand on the door, thinking it was a gunshot for some reason. His eyes were wide with panic and he was unarmed.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Serena soothed. “Knock it off, Cyd! Just go to bed!”

“Did you bring some sort of animal home?” She called, turning to face Mathias. “Did she bring some sort of animal home? No pets, that’s the rule.”

“He’s not a pet or an animal!” Serena called back, kicking the door herself.

“Are you all intent on driving me to murder? Becuase I know how to hide a body!” Mathias shouted from the living room. He instenadly regretted it because enow he was awake enough to know how uncomfortable he was and the deep ache being in such a position was as well as the now throbbing headache that chose not to make it appearance.

Serena held onto Vas, burying her face in his shoulder, which gave Cyd the chance to open the door.

“Seriously, a boy? Does Mathias know?" Cyd stopped, getting a good look at the half dead/dying hobo in their bath tub. "What the hell happened to him?” Cyd demanded. “What are you dragging us into now?”

“Go away,” Serena said childishly kicking at her sister. “Just go away.”