[Third time's the charm, as they say. Raye had already spent enough hovering around the impressive house, arguing with herself over whether or not she's actually going through with this. A sleepover invitation had not been what Raye had expected when she'd said she was on board with this whole team thing but there it was.]
[Ugh, she should just... get outta here. Dad was home tonight, but whatever, she could lock herself in her room for another night. Yeah, she could just... do that.
Except that would mean backing out. The invite was there, and, well, she couldn't just ignore it. She glances back over her shoulder at the backpack holding a change of clothes, sleepwear and her offering for the night's movies and a few snacks.]
... Fuck it.
[She lets out a breath and then marches up to the front door, only pausing for a second before jabbing the doorbell and shoving her hands back into her jacket pockets, expression set in grim determination.]
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[Ugh, she should just... get outta here. Dad was home tonight, but whatever, she could lock herself in her room for another night. Yeah, she could just... do that.
Except that would mean backing out. The invite was there, and, well, she couldn't just ignore it. She glances back over her shoulder at the backpack holding a change of clothes, sleepwear and her offering for the night's movies and a few snacks.]
... Fuck it.
[She lets out a breath and then marches up to the front door, only pausing for a second before jabbing the doorbell and shoving her hands back into her jacket pockets, expression set in grim determination.]