Linnea yawned softly and then finally stood up. “Morning guys.” She spoke as soon as everyone was in the room. She stood up and just had too, she walked over to Tanya and hugged her softly, afraid of squishing her. “Will your car be okay once we get back?”
With that, an idea popped into her head. “Mail!” she skipped on off to the front of the building, luckily for her the mail was collected in a box inside the doors. Grabbing all of their mail, she then skipped on back to the room. Skipping back into the room, she bounced on the couch right in between MJ and Sticks. She easily fit in the tiny area in between the two boys. “Lets see what we have here.” She looked at the mail and then, “Junk..” she would soon fling all the junk mail in the table in front of her. “Bill, News people stupid, ah ha! Weird mail piece.” She looked the big manila fold over before filliping it over and cutting it open. “Some one else look, I don’t want to.” She was nervous in a way; she closed her eyes and held the package out.


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Tony had closed her eyes, the headphones blasting the music in her head. Most people would have thought that a person would have gone deaf already if they listened to what Tony listened to all the time. Rock, blasted, surround sound! Tony spent a good 30 minutes in the studio, before she even opened her eyes. Looking up she smiled and took her headphones off.
Shutting the booth down she closed the door behind her and walked over to her friends. “Hey guys.” Her voice had a heavy Latin ring to it as she smiled and continues with conversing. “Anyone wana look in the mail, it’s on the table. Tickets might be there.” She smiled and then walked over to where there was a semi sized kitchen area. “Thirsty?” she asked raising four glasses. She poured herself some lemonade as she waited for response.