Symphony heard drake walk out of his room, And turned in time to see him enter the bathroom, his shower announced. "Drake." She whispered. She wanted to smile, but it felt guilt-ridden, What about everyone else? She had enough of this shit, this wasn't fair. She didn't want to be their play-thing anymore, she wanted to live her own damn life. She shook, wrapping her arms around her legs. She stared at the door.<br/><br/>"Whats wrong hun?"<br/><br/>She felt Alex's arms wrap around her shoulders. "Alex?" She looked up to meet his gaze. Surely they wouldn't separate the siblings...<br/><br/>"Anyone up for some pancakes, potatoes, eggs and fruit?" She asked. For some reason, all of those things sounded good to her and she wanted them.<br/><br/>As if to answer her unspoken inquiry, there she was. Symphony laughed. "We're all still here? There was a note, we're supposed to have new room mates." She grabbed Alex's hand, "I was worried you guys were gone, especially after last time." She was sincerely happy, but it came across as sadness, worry, compassion.<br/><br/>She shook her head, her red hair swaying, "Rose is right, we should eat... they kept me on a regiment of cereal and pasta. Bastards. I hate pasta. This shit is getting old... I was in the beta apartments for twelve years, we had three transfers the entire time. This is the second one this month, third if you include the one that transferred us in." She stood up, the tip of her tail clicking dangerously on each pole supporting the banister of the stairs as it swayed around her. "This is getting old." She looked around to find the nearest camera, one positioned just over the stairs, in a dome, a large, black, glass eye, staring in at them at all times. "Ya'hear that!? I'm sick of this shit." She made an obscene hand gesture at it, as she yelled. They saw, they had to have seen.<br/><br/>She growled low as she took a couple steps down the staircase. "Well, at least we're still here. We have a new tv, by the way, and I think new carpets... Were they gray before?" She shrugged off the rhetoric, "They are now." Her stomach growled, begging for food... more like demanding food. "You mentioned food?" She looked at Meisha.