<em><strong>Chelsea Damariz</strong> - hearing car sounds coming from outside the ShareHouse...</em><br/><hr/>Every minute, Chelsea looked at the clock, the quiet living room, the pastrami sandwich ... all in that same order for fifteen minutes. She was a very patient person in the presence of chaos, but in the presence of silence ... not so much. After Raul left around 1pm, Chelsea started to get bored with no one to humor her or simply talk to. What the heck is Megan doing? she asked herself, getting up from her seat and looking at the staircase, hoping to find a glimpse of Megan coming down from the second level. It was then that she heard the distinct sounds of a car driving and parking, and it sounded like it was very close. Curious, Chelsea walked into the foyer and looked through the blinds. Outside, parked on the curb, was a shiny black convertible, a great comparison to Megan's Corolla parked nearby. Standing next to the car was a woman, dressed in a cocoa brown blouse, holding a camera (not like Chelsea's digital camera) in her hands, taking pictures of the house. Chelsea curiosity spiked, and deciding not to let boredom kill her, she put on her boots and opened the front door. She exited the house, closing the door behind her, and walked to where the woman was standing.<br/><br/>She walked in the view of the camera and when the woman put the camera down, Chelsea smiled and greeted the woman. Her appearance was striking, more than the sleek exterior of the car behind her. "Hello there. Are you here to take pictures of the ShareHouse?" she asked. "I don't believe I've called for a photographer recently."