i know i should trust my gut
'cause i know that there's something up
'cause i know that there's something up
Snickering to hear the banter between her siblings, the attuned only has to agree with Nova as they drift toward their home. “Of course he’s pretty. We’re all pretty.” Vesper can’t take all the credit – even if he was the only pretty boy in their trio.
Anyway.
They arrive at their house and Vesper’s grin is bright as he stakes his claim and Nova claims her own – and all of Caly’s thoughts begin to narrow in like an arrow. Vesper has the front door and Nova has the windows, which leaves the back door available for Calypso to add her own embellishments. Snagging her bag and zipping through the house to get to the back door, the young attuned begins to place gold powdered glitter all along the back door frame (similarly to Vesper, in case anyone searched for a key), and a bit along the door itself that they'd notice if fingerprints that weren't theirs were left behind to mar the surface. That way, if anyone tried to search around they’d leave golden fingerprints behind like ink markings to show them where they’d been (or the lack there of).
"All done, Nova!" She chimes, her fingertips dipped in gold as she waggles them toward her sister with a bright chime of a laugh.
Caly makes the back door dusted with gold in case anyone tries to get in the back door!
Anyway.
They arrive at their house and Vesper’s grin is bright as he stakes his claim and Nova claims her own – and all of Caly’s thoughts begin to narrow in like an arrow. Vesper has the front door and Nova has the windows, which leaves the back door available for Calypso to add her own embellishments. Snagging her bag and zipping through the house to get to the back door, the young attuned begins to place gold powdered glitter all along the back door frame (similarly to Vesper, in case anyone searched for a key), and a bit along the door itself that they'd notice if fingerprints that weren't theirs were left behind to mar the surface. That way, if anyone tried to search around they’d leave golden fingerprints behind like ink markings to show them where they’d been (or the lack there of).
"All done, Nova!" She chimes, her fingertips dipped in gold as she waggles them toward her sister with a bright chime of a laugh.
Caly makes the back door dusted with gold in case anyone tries to get in the back door!
Calypso
i just hate the place that that path would lead me down
