It had been a long day of school, and no Sean in sight. You asked around (around being Noel, Wyatt, and Harper) only to be met with *’I don’t know’*s and stuff like that.

So of course you, as the good friend you are, decided to do a little check up on your dear friend Sean. That’s why you were now stood at his door, allowing yourself in. Why knock?

You enter the large, old house, being met with noises of distant chatter and childish laughter. The norm for Sean’s house, as his family was bigger than the average.

You make your way up the noisy stairs, the hallway littered with family pictures on the walls and even trophies propped up on shelves. You then make it to Sean’s door.

You knock once, twice, and a third time, before deciding to open the door. No one.

“Looking for someone, hm?” A voice spoke up casually from behind you. Little did you know, Sean was off playing for some hockey game.