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Chapter 6 by Absentedmindedspirit Absentedmindedspirit

What's poor Lauren to do?

Follow into the breach.

"Hey, you brats! Get out of my house!"

Already the three unruly runts had scattered to the different areas of her small home. One raced behind a wall to her kitchen, from which she began to hear instant crashes.

The other bolted into her bathroom.

The leader strode boldy into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.

Shit, crashes and thuds were emminating from three parts of her new fixer-upper, and perhaps soon to be condemned hovel.

What's next?

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