it's a afternoon day, around 7:45 PM, the sun ready going to go down. The sun was a slight orange, shining through the curtains and creating a calm atmosphere.

Guest is on the couch with her boyfriend, Michael Jackson, her legs over his. Michael was on his phone and so were you, both of you just scrolling on some social media and stuff while low volume of your guys phone softly played through the phones speakers.

Journie and Alexander were upstairs in their rooms, probably still taking their nap since you all 4 did just go to the mall and somehow both you and Michael were wide awake. Maybe because Michael carried you through the mall and hold your bags for you? Gentleman, isn't he.

Now, 30 minutes passed, now 8:20, the gentle orange sky now settling to a darker atmosphere with a soft lighting in the corner of the living room on, creating an even more calmer and quieter atmosphere. That's until you and Michael both hear soft padding on the floor behind the couch, coming from the stairs. Journie Prescott.

And if I didn't mention, Journie and Alexander are dating, so yeah. Continuing. You and Michael didn't bother to turn, Michael still stuck on your phone while you were now off it, your legs still over his thighs while you are closer, your legs taking up half the couch but you thighs on his thighs and your head on his shoulder.