<div class="floatleft">(https://scontent.cdninstagram.com/hphotos-xpt1/t51.2885-15/s320x320/e15/11203313_1440248262954459_676699103_n.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Destiny Smith<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>21<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main House - Ground Floor<br/><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Destiny had not been able to get out of the small family gathering, so she had explained to her professors about doing any work online, since some of them still had assignments for over breaks. So, now she was reluctantly arriving at the ranch that her father had given her directions to. Destiny had considered not showing up, but her father demanded she show up, and thus she would.<br/><br/>Pulling up to the garage in her 2006 Hyundai, she parked next to her uncle's van. Getting out, she stretched and had to pull the legs of her shorts down some. She wore thick black leggings, light blue denim cut offs, and a tight rainbow colored T-shirt that said 'Mainstream Can Suck It!'  She wore a thick black biker jacket over a button up blue flannel, and heavy army boots to keep warm.<br/><br/>She noticed her cousins, but grabbed her two backpacks, locked her car, and went on inside. "Uncle John?" She called out. "I thought dad and mom would beat me here."<br/><br/>She looked about a little, ending up in the breakfast nook."Holy Hell! This place is huge!" Destiny had thought it looked big from the outside, but the little bit she'd walked through made her wonder how much her parents and aunt and uncle spent renting the place. Had they really rented it just to have a small family reunion? There had to be a catch. "Nobody's dying, right?!" She called out with a small laugh.