Clementine:
"Oh, that makes sense," I said, remembering the comment that had offended me so much. "Anyway, I'm going to explore the house," I added, pointing at the pink one and rushing toward it.
Suddenly, we were so upbeat. In the back of my head, I knew something wasn't right about our behavior, but that thought kept slipping away the more I breathed in the fresh, flowery air.
"Do you want me to come?" Haiden asked, offering to stay with me to make sure it was safe.
"No, I can take care of myself, neighbor," I shrugged, then rushed to the door.
It opened easily. I stepped inside. It was a one-floor house with a single bedroom, a beautiful, aesthetic kitchen, and a bathroom with a tub. But the bed, it was so cozy, so big, bigger than any king-sized bed I'd ever seen, and covered in flower petals. I jumped onto it, bouncing up and down. It was soft, bouncy, and almost cloudy.
