“Constant fuck-buddy, you mean?” Papi was shaking her head.

Midnight @ Shane’s House

“It’s too bad that Tina, Bette, and Dana won’t sleep over tonight.” Papi sighed heavily.

The group was settled in the living room of Shane’s house. Shane’s dad was a wealthy businessman that rarely went back home since he was always in New York City or on business trips outside the country. His father had divorced Shane’s mom even before she got to know her. The McCutcheons own a house in one of the villages in West Los Angeles; and it was definitely huge for just the two of them. Since no one was watching over Shane most times, her aunt made it a point to visit once or twice a week to check on everything – from basic needs to bills to motherly sit-downs.

The living room showed off a fireplace that was hardly ever used since the heaters were always turned on full blast whenever it got too cold for Shane. A 60-inch high definition television was also purposefully located inside the same area which made it a certain chill out place for anyone who dared to visit. Various magazines were piled under the coffee table situated at the center of three black, leather sofas that were more than comfortable to sit in. Artistic and tasteful jars, vases, candles, and paintings were all over – it was as if someone just walked in an art museum.