[Even Kit could see the futility in continuing to argue. For whatever reason, his companion was determined to see him to his parents' home and rob him of whatever reprieve he might have found there. If only Vincent had just taken that turn...
The house wasn't far, as promised. Nestled into the back of a suburban court flourishing with greenery, it stood apart from its neighbors for being the only property lacking a picket fence. Instead, beautiful stonework fringed the yard along with groomed bushes, tall trees, and a paved walkway bordered by bright pink flowers that led all the way up to the front door. Truly, it was a lovely home...
One Kit seemed to look upon with as much objection as he did his companion. Seemingly stuck between a rock and a hard place, he approached the front door and produced the keys his father had given him. Even with his unfamiliarity with the home he had the lock opened quickly and quietly, the door held open for the other boy to enter first. Or to refuse and finally leave him in peace.]
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The house wasn't far, as promised. Nestled into the back of a suburban court flourishing with greenery, it stood apart from its neighbors for being the only property lacking a picket fence. Instead, beautiful stonework fringed the yard along with groomed bushes, tall trees, and a paved walkway bordered by bright pink flowers that led all the way up to the front door. Truly, it was a lovely home...
One Kit seemed to look upon with as much objection as he did his companion. Seemingly stuck between a rock and a hard place, he approached the front door and produced the keys his father had given him. Even with his unfamiliarity with the home he had the lock opened quickly and quietly, the door held open for the other boy to enter first. Or to refuse and finally leave him in peace.]