Debra
Raihan grabbed the letter and observed it. Even though he prefers digital, he got a physical invite anyway. But if there's one things Raihan remembers, it's that his letter's was thicker. It seemed like the invitation itself would be costly (HA!). "Uhh, right." Raihan has two theories. One, Sigford screwed up. Second, *Jaxton* Screwed up. If the guy isn't supposed to be here normally, it'll be troublesome. *Would it be considered trespassing?* "You know what... How about we get back to the mansion. Have ya, uh, found your room yet?" He then realize that Jaxton *Couldn't* Have a room if he wasn't formally invited. "Dammit. Actually, let's pop by my room real quick." He returns the letter and motions Jaxton toward him. "Lesgo, stowaway," He jokes stiffly.
Rashad
"Ugh, HEY!" Jax tried to snatch the letter back, but no luck. As his boss dangled it in front of him, reading the print carefully. "Oh come on! I read it compared to all of yours! Don't you go telling me that it isn't real!" But apparently Raihan disagreed, since, looking at it, he just kind of chuckled, and offered for them to go back to the mansion. "Um... Yeah... But I'm only following to find *My* Room. Which exists. I'm sure. Um, it does!" He stood up, proudly puffing out his chest. "Right. Let's go!" He grabbed his luggage, and started waking to the mansion!
In the wrong direction.
Debra
"Over here," Raihan sighs and grabs the back collar of Jaxton before he walked too far off. "C'mon, man. You're not Leon, so you better not get lost~" He says this with a strain in his voice. Pushing Jaxton the right way, he'd follow up after the guy. "It's over this way, smart guy." Maybe a Raihan is being too mean to him, but this guy means *Work*—so seeing him here is giving the lanky male anxiety attacks The pair heads off to  .