Climbing out of the little car she slung her purchases, and purse into the crook of her arm before walking up the stairs that led to the living room. ...Passing through the airy all white furnished room she climbed even more stairs to reach her loft bedroom. The space was massive, framed by windows, with a large walk in closet, and uniquely decorated. With the white Japanese style floor bed, all glass desk (with her Macbook sitting sleekly atop), white Baby Grand Piano, white Victorian style wing. Thanks so much, I apologize that I was gone for a while but I will try to be more active with it posting more regularly as it goes on.)(The first branch is perhaps the most important, each branch on who you meet first is vastly different from each other. They are not meant to go with the other branches, people will act differently in them even if it is the same person)You are woken up from the light coming in through his window from the early on this Saturday morning. You are an 18-year-old. Noon. Don't be late."She hung up on me. I clicked the end call button on my phone and slid it back into my pocket. When I went out to the kitchen, Ginger was already cleaning up."You need some help?" I offered.She nodded. "No I'm good. Who called?" My mom. She wants me to go have lunch with her. I told her I was stuffed but she insisted."Ginger's glow seemed to fade. "Oh. Well ... did you want to hang out before you head back to school?" She asked hopefully."I-I don't know if I can. I mean-"Her. We have plenty of ground beef and several steaks and we can even roast a turkey breast but that’d probably take too long.’ ‘Let’s do the cubed steak country style. I make a mean gravy and we have canned green beans and peas for sure. I saw that you brought a few potatoes. How about we mash a couple of those?’ ‘You’ve got my mouth watering.’ We walked up the lane and held hands through the slippery areas once again. As soon as we arrived, I went to work rebuilding the fire and Pam headed to.