Crimson came to her door with all her luggage. She came to the door with a huge smile on her face then frowned.
No one would be home to greet her.
An empty feeling came in, but she pushed it down.
It didn't mean she couldn't pretend...
She smiled again then knocked gently on the door as if someone would actually answer.
She turned her key in the doorknob and pushed the door open.
"I'm Home!"
....
Of course. No answer.
Crimson dragged her luggage in and flipped on the lights.
"Ok...the worst part of vacations...unpacking. Almost as bad as laundry."
Bleah.
~OOC~
AAAHHHHH i have to unpack still! I hate that part of trips.