Getting back

You're almost tempted to just teleport back to the estate, but Abby doesn't know about your magic rings yet and you prefer to keep it that way for now. So, you spend the next half hour just watching silly video clips online and passing the time, before activating the teleportation ring and appearing before the front door of the estate.

You head in and find Abby sitting on the couch in the living room area with her back to you. She's playing one of those match-3 games on her phone.

"Hey," you say.

Abby looks up in surprise. "Oh. Hey. I didn't hear a car."

"Oh I took a cab home to Olivia's mansion, then I walked here," you lie. Abby seems satisfied with that answer and she doesn't pursue it anymore.

"The furniture for your room arrived earlier and Bianca has it all set up. You can move in there immediately and start having the girls spend the night in your room if you want."

"So I can't crawl into your bed at night and snuggle with you anymore?"

"You can do whatever you want," Abby smiles. "But I don't think you'll want to do that tonight."

"Why's that?" you ask.

"So..." Abby picks up a stack of paper next to her on the couch that you hadn't been paying attention to. "Almost all of the Victoria's Secret angels live in New York, so it wasn't hard to find them."

You cross your arms and wait for her to continue.

"A few are married or have boyfriends, so it was harder to make the approach," Abby makes a show of flipping the papers for you to see and you recognize it. It's one of the contracts that all the girls living in the estate sign. There's a post-it note where the name of the person who signs the contract is, and you reach over to pull at it, but Abby swats your hand away. She then shows you the last page, where one of the two boxes is already signed, although you can't tell who it is from the signature. Abby hands you a pen and holds out the contract for you.

Taking the pen, you pause on the line. "Who is it?" you ask.

"Does it matter?"

"How did you get her to sign?"

"I told her the details, about the estate and arrangements. About Nigel and how he passed it all to you. Showed her a picture of you, told her about other stuff," Abby winks suggestively, "And she agreed. So she signed."

"Where is she?"

"In your room." You sign the contract immediately at those 3 words and Abby chuckles and throws the contract onto the table. You're practically salivating right now and you start running towards the stairs and head upstairs. Abby follows right behind you and takes your jacket on the way up, before you pause in front of the door to your room.