The girls arrived at Leroy's mansion just as the sun began to set, and it cast a soft golden glow over the driveway.
"I don't think my brothers will be around now," Camille muttered, pushing the door open.
"You sure?" Shayla asked with uncertainty. This was the first time she would be visiting Camille at her home, and the feeling felt surreal.
Camille shrugged, "they are busy people, well, we'll enjoy our time in my room before they arrive"
But the moment they stepped into the living room, they heard voices, familiar, and unmistakable.
Camille froze as she muttered, "Oh no."
"What's wrong?" Shayla asked when she noticed that Camille had paused.
"Look," Camille pointed towards a certain place, and Shayla turned her attention towards where Camille pointed, and she breathed out.
"I thought you said they'll be late," Shayla whispered, and Camille sighed in response.
