Welcome Back

~Ashley~

Marceline went upstairs quietly, nodding at Morgan who apparently had a room on the fifth story.
"Your house is insane. What is it?"
"First story is family, second is mom and dad's, third is John's, fourth is guest, fifth is Morgan and sixth is me. I know it's excessive. "
"Oh, just a little." Seriously? That's fucking huge. There's just no way. They could at least rent it out or something. "How many rooms per floor?"
"Five, plus a bathroom. It's dumb. We could at least rent it out. I meant we could be perfectly happy on one story, much less two. Like four families could live here with no hardship on us." I looked at her. Weird.
"So.... how'd you like New York?" I asked, groping for a subject.
"It's um.... crowded..... over done. I prefer places like Italy."
"You've been to Italy?"
"No. John brought pictures though. It's beautiful." I considered her. Her eyes had turned a bright silvery blue. She flicked her hair over her shoulder and walked up the stairs the rest of the way to the sixth floor. It was painted a mundane off white color. She went into the first door on the left and motioned for me to follow.
Holy shit.

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