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Corrado diverted then, bypassing the hallway to head straight for the the three of them "Gentle at him "And this is" He hesitated He didn’t even know the other guy’s name

"I knoho they are," Corrado said tersely

"Mr Moretti, sir," Remy said "Great club you have here"

Corrado nodded, but offered no response to the co a drink," Carmine slurred "You knowor two"

"I see that," he said "You guys just be careful getting home"

"Yes, sir," Reered on Car down the hallway

Re the last of his drink "Man, he’s intense as fuck"

Car me"

Thump Crash "Shit!"

Haven’s eyes shot open at once at the noise Disoriented, she stared at the low ceiling above her bed, surveying the textured white paint as if it could soht strea across the faded wooden floor It ar ined it?

She started to close her eyes again when another bang rang out Following it was the clicking sound of high heels against wood, accorowl Confused, Haven’s stomach twisted as she threw the covers off and clih the apart the floor above her, following her direction as they made their way to the staircase

Quietly, Haven unlocked her front door and peeked out as the wo hair an unnatural burgundy shade She lugged two empty cardboard boxes with her and dropped theht outside of Haven’s door

Haven didn’t want to be caught spying, but the woman saw her before she could slip back away

"Hey there!" she said enthusiastically "I’m Kelsey"

"Hav--uh, den" She cleared her throat "Hayden"

"Do you live here, Hayden?" Kelsey asked, pausing to take a breath but not long enough for Haven to actually answer "Thank God you’re a she and not a he I was totally convinced I was going to be living above some creepy bald dude with a potbelly who sine? Ugh, I bet you orried about the saht Aht?"

Haven sht of so into the vacant second floor never crossed her

"So what do you do?" Kelsey asked, raising a perfectly arched eyebrow "Are you a student or soo to the School of Visual Arts"

Kelsey’s eyes widened "No shit? Me too!"

Haven was taken aback "Really?"

"Yes, really," Kelsey said "I’"

"Fine arts? Ugh, I could never do that" Kelsey waved her off disone to orientation yet?"

"No" Haven frowned She had been putting it off, her nerves getting the best of her "I should probably do that, though"

"Totally," Kelsey said "I was about to head over therebuddy, right?"

"Right" Haven glanced down at herself, still wearing her plaid oversize pajae first"

"Me, too," Kelsey said, scrunching her nose in disgust "I can’t go out looking like this I broke a sweat and didn’t even enjoyit"

Kelsey i the empty boxes where she had discarded them as she bolted back up the narrow stairs

Twenty minutes later, Haven sat on the bottom step in the foyer, freshly showered and dressed in a pair of jeans and a red tank top She tinkered with her keys as she waited, listening to the noise from above as Kelsey stoh the old building, the flih freshly ree

Haven waited, and waited, and waited soive up, when the sound of Kelsey’s high heels started clicking her way Haven stood and glanced up the stairs, studying the girl as she approached Her clothes were pristine, vibrant and crisp as if they had never been worn before Her lips shone brightly froirl, but Haven thought she lookedher face

"Ready?" Kelsey asked