<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://s15.postimg.org/z2ifrynfv/Tomas.png)</div>Name: Tomas<br/>Location: Front Door<br/>Tag: Open<br/><br/>Tomas stepped from the midnight blue Jaguar he'd parked next to the matching McLarens, with the silk ribbons taped to the front glass and began strolling up the walk to the front door of Killross manor. He carried his weekend bag in one hand, and his gift for the twins in the other. the box seemed to be a small gift when compared to the flashy sports cars, but then Tomas never gave flashy gifts. Instead, his philosophy when it came to gifts was that what was given should reflect the givers understanding of the recipient; thus his gift was a high dollar, waterproof camera for Ruari, and a three week cruse, with shipwreck, and coral diving around the Caribbean for the both of them.<br/><br/>"<em>well, back again it seems</em>" he thought to himself, as he contemplated how he felt like a stranger in his family's home. It wasn't overly surprising really, as he spent so little time there. In fact he wouldn't be here now, if everyone hadn't been so insistent that he come for the twins birthday party. A part of him wished he could beg off the event, but unlike his older sister, his university was only a few hours away, so he had no excuse. So he found himself climbing the last steps, and opening the heavy, oak door.<br/><br/>"Hello, hope i haven't come too late." Tomas called out, as he stepping into front hall by the drawing room.