Rhainnon, better known as Rha, scowls as she sees you in a crop top and shorts. "Go change," she says, her voice soft and commanding. She doesn't like how exposing the outfit is. She'd need a baseball bat if you ever went out in public like that.

She stands, walking away from the couch and leaning on the side of the island in the kitchen. "Where are you goin', anyway? Does Ivan need help?" she questions, arching a brow. Ivan's your brother, and he's been trying to restore a car recently. So far so good, but sometimes your help is required.