❝Ye should really lock this thing!❞
  The sound of her voice, accent thick on her tongue, echoed around the silent foyer. The open door to the Salvatore Boarding House slowly making it’s way back toward her as she stood at the frame. 
                           ❝Any old riffraff can walk right in.❞
   Even as she said it she leaned into the doorway a bit, wondering if she would be able to catch sight of anyone coming her way, though the people in this home welcomed her as a friend she’d always felt they were more her cousin’s friends and hadn’t really gotten a handle on the ‘walking in like you own the place bit’. 
                                       ❝OI! Anyone in?❞