Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25582638-20151210004452/@comment-5999656-20160101044427

(Do you not like being the leader? But yeah gotta enjoy the vacation while it lasts!)

"... you shot the door?" Fen wasn't sure what she had expected, but it definitely seemed weird that somebody would be like: Oh well the door is locked but no worries I'll just blow it down even though it's in my house and I'll have to pay for it.

"Umm, I was afraid some intruders got in, but since everything's alright I'll just wait for you downstairs then." Fen retreated for now, although there was no way she wasn't going to bring this up later. As she followed Xanthe downstairs, she was thinking.

''That's so wasteful... how the heck does anyone make decisions like that? ''Fen figured perhaps Cyzarine was just accustomed to living with such an abundance of wealth that she could casually do anything she wanted and throw money at it later to fix whatever mess she had caused.

''Which would make her... spoiled. It's bad enough that people think of us as preppy and elitist.''

Either way, Fen knew already that she was going to have to tread carefully, but this little incident was upping the stress of what should have been a commonplace activity for the heiress. Visiting another scion's house, nothing dangerous, right?

Xanthe led Fen into the kitchen, and she decided to see what the Bluthardts had in their refrigerator for starters.