enjoy this perfectly paused thing I guess. btw I'm 14 in this so that's that also if you want Harlow to be you I recommend interactive fics! really good chrome add-on!

btw the fit

A funky old-time car shows up at my place and I'm psyched! I get in with no modern-day items as the letter said and were off!

*time skiiiip*

I show up to this big ass house APPARENTLY in the 1920s I walk in the door and I see a few adults standing around making small talk. A really tall guy like around 6 feet or something walks up to me. oh shit social interaction fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-

"hello there love, what's a kid like you doing here?" FUCK HE'S BRITISH ok calm down Harlow you can do this deep breath

"I got a letter in the mail about a 1920s house and here I am, I guess?"

" oh cool! Do you want me to introduce you to the others or you wanna just roam around?"

"If you could introduce me that be great!"

I was then escorted to a small group off people laughing over a joke I hadn't heard.

"Oh whos this young kid? didn't know Joey knew any children." a woman said.

"Thats Harlow, Harlow that's Lele." Lele? What kind of name is that? Anyways after meeting everyone Joey came down the stairs like the extra ass bitch he is.

"So, what do you guys think?"

Lots of yelling and cheers filled the room. After he explained how he got the house, drinks were served. The butler (I think his name was Arthur?) gave me a slightly smaller glass. I looked at him a little concerned considering that the others were drinking martinis.

"Don't worry it's non-alcoholic."

"OH-oh thank you!"

I awkwardly shuffle toward the game room.  there I see Justine, Glozell, and Tim playing poker. Matt, Shane, and Eva are playing darts. Concidering I don't know jack about playing cards I go play darts. After a couple of rounds Matt had left and Shane was thinking about running off.

"Maby we should ask Joey?" Eva asks

"Yeah we need permission before snooping around." I said. And with that we headed off to find Joey. 

"Look around? No, dinners coming soon so many later." He souds nervous. Kinda shady if were being honest. So being the rebel teenager I am I go with the pretty lady and creepy guy upstairs. Low and behold we fucked up.

The maid is dragging a hopefully just unconsions body. I am in shock. There is blood. What is hap-

"Dinner is served, please go downstairs." The maid said.

"You two go down I'll be there in a minute." Shane said. By this point I'm coming up with excuses. I think Eva can tell I'm nervous because she gives me a reassuring squeeze if the hand.

As we finally get downstairs everyone looks at us and I'm really nervous.