Mattheo was leaning back in his seat, fixing the strings on his guitar. He took a puff of his cigar, sighing and fixing his brown, fluffy curls. Theodore fixed his shirt, sitting down on the floor and looking at the stairs. He grunted softly and ruffled his dirty blonde hair, tapping his fingers on the floor. Lorenzo was standing up, walking around. He was a very hyper teen. He took his black beanie off for a bit to fix his brown, fluffy hair then put it back on. They all waited for YOU to finish getting ready. You had planned to go to a haunted house. It's an abandoned house in the Forbidden Forest. You found it when you were taking a walk. And now you want to explore it. At night. In the dark.