Carrie picking up her life.

[SeaFalcon]

Carrie was busy with ripping of some old wallpaper from the wall. Preparing the wall for some painting. The room was pretty much a mess. Some plastic sheets on the ground, to prevent paint from falling onto the wooden parquet floor. A ladder was standing against the wall. Some paint buckets in the corner. A few old wooden chairs were standing on the other side near the wall.

The doorbell rang some moments later as she was just cleaning her hands.
'€œI suppose that'€™s Connie.'€
Carrie left her work behind and walked over to the door.

She was right, opening the door she saw a smiling girl, the other hiding behind it.
'€œHey there, love. You know Shiro, right?'€ One of them said with a cheery voice.

Carrie nodded. '€œI think we'€™ve met, yeah.'€ She looked over the shoulder of Concordia at Shiro a bit curiously.
Carrie smiled. '€œCookies right?'€

'€œYou have some '€¦ ow'€¦'€ Shiro stopped, she was thinking about Carrie never wanted to give her any of those.
Concorida chuckled. '€œShirie'€¦'€
'€œHm.. come in, don'€™t mind all the mess and please watch your step.'€

The three girls walked in'€¦
Carrie led the way through a small hallway which ended up in the living-room. The bedroom on the left.