"Hello Martina, I am Ana"<br/>She pulled her blonde curls up into a messy bun with a few swift movements of her small hands.<br/>"I was travelling also, just exploring though. I happened to stumble upon this place after a few days. I am quite famished I hope the residents arrive soon."<br/>She wandered through the small open area of the house past the furniture and looked around admiring the pictures and art lining the walls. She soon found the kitchen and sat on a old wooden stool looking on the counters at the empty baskets and bottles and felt her stomach growl, it had been days since she last ate anything. She eyed the cupboards and refrigerator, she wondered if anyone would notice a small amount of food gone. She would typically never take anything without first getting permission but she was unsure if anyone even occupied the house still and when they would be back.