A twelve-year-old girl was already sitting in a chair in the lounge. Her face was turned down, and black hair fell to frame it. Her hands held a book, and her violet eyes moved back and forth as she continued to read the pages. She looked up when she saw a male enter, and watched him as he went to the nearby cough and sat down, turning on the television. She didn't really care; the noise might distract her somewhat, but not really. As she looked down at her book, she realized she was on the next chapter, and decided that talking to him might prove to be more interesting. She put her bookmark in and closed it, walking over to the couch and looking at him. He looked to be older than her, probably about Adelina's age.
"Hello," October greeted with a smile.