Anton & Sullivan
Anton breathes a heavy sigh of relief as the last of the movers leave, and he is left alone.
The house has been furnished for them, nicely, properly. It's located in the old, historical of the city where all the old mansions are. Anton's not quite sure why they stationed him here, but he's not complaining, necessarily.
"Sullivan?" he calls, wondering where the boy got to.
{Probably. XD That's okay though, because New Orleans is a city of night life. :D}
The house has been furnished for them, nicely, properly. It's located in the old, historical of the city where all the old mansions are. Anton's not quite sure why they stationed him here, but he's not complaining, necessarily.
"Sullivan?" he calls, wondering where the boy got to.
{Probably. XD That's okay though, because New Orleans is a city of night life. :D}