"We've finished moving in," Sparkle shared, shrugging. "I'm back to having the shitty kind of roommate who goes through your stuff when they think you're not paying attention. One of these days I'm going to knock his teeth out of his head."

Don't think for a second that he wouldn't.

"Besides that, stuff is okay, I guess? Busy. There's me and ten other kids living there, and we're expecting a new one in a few days, so that'll be interesting. It's always kind of weird when they show up, like, okay, you never know what kind of fucked-up they're gonna be. All you really know is they don't wanna be there. They never wanna be there."

Until it became home. If they weren't around long enough for that to happen, then hey, good for them.