Melody, Monica's sister is inside

My smile faded almost instantly when I saw who was sitting on the couch. Still wearing her school uniform, Melody was on her phone. Her curly brown hair framed her scowling face and and angry brown eyes. "Oh," she said disdainfully. "It's you."

I shut the door in the fury, incredibly disappointed that anyone-literally anyone else hadn't been home. I took a deep breath, setting the water bottle on the dining table as I kicked off my shoes. "Oh Melody?" I tried to sound as cordial as possible. "I didn't know you'd be here."

Melody went back to her phone immediately, never again looking back up at me. A sensation that felt oddly familiar. "Yes, well. Monica and I were supposed to be having a girls' night, but she had to run to meet a professor or something."

"I see," I said only to be met with dead air. I glanced around. Juliet seemed to be missing as well. And there was no telling when Monica would be back. The only one around was a religious nut who could barely stand to breathe the same air as me.

Seems like my exciting, naughty plans would all go to waste.

But then my eyes floated back to the Erodius, and then over to Melody on the couch.

Unless.