Reader's pov

I hadn't gotten much sleep during the night. I woke up at around 6:20am staring out my barred window. The sky showed a bright pink and I smiled. "Storms coming." Grabbing my towels and shower products I walk out the doors. No one was up yet from what I could tell. Tip toeing I to the empty bathroom I set my stuff down on the sink and start the shower. Really happy I packet my own towel. Stepping into the hot water I like I could finally breath. I scrubbed my head and pictured the events of the passed few days falling down the drain. It made me feel lighter in a way. Hopefully today I wouldn't be almost redrumed. The hope of a thunderstorm was the only thing keeping me ok today.

After a good 20 minutes I stepped out into the steam filled bathroom wrapping my body in my towel. Wrapping my seconded towel around my hair I looked the sink. "Fuck." I curse myself under my breath. I had forgotten clothes. "Hmmmmmmm!" I groan and pick up last night's clothes off the bathroom floor. Taking a deep breath I open the door and peak out. No one. Letting out a sigh of relief I start walking to my room. As I was about to turn my door nob was when I heard the sound of another door opening. "Mornin (y/n)," Lester yawns rubbing his eyes. "Sleep goo-." He stopped and I was just frozen in embarrassment. "Ah!" I panicked and quickly opened my door and slammed it behind me. I don't know how long Lester just stood there before I heard his footsteps go back into his room. Quickly I got dressed and just sat on the bed.

(Yall can pick an outfit I'm lazy.)

I just sat on the bed once my clothes were on. "That was emotionally draining." I state to myself before starting on my makeup. Shimmery purple eyeshadow deepened with a slightly darker purple on my crees, winged eyeliner, foundation and concealer, mascara, a rose pink lip, and lastly my lashes. Looking at my reflection in my compact mirror I blink. Still having the towel on my head I realized I'd have to go out into the bathroom again to dry and style my hair. "Fuuuuck." Letting out a sigh I get up and open the door. No one. "Ok good." I whisper to myself as I walk to the bathroom.

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Took me a good 20 to 30 minutes to take care of my hair. When I was finally done I made my way down to the kitchen where Vincent stood making a cup of tea. His long dark hair was a mess of bed head and I couldn't help but let out a small giggle. "Morning Vince." Vincent looked from the cup to me and jumped. "Nice hair." I joke and go to start the coffee. Vincent fiddled with his cup and I smiled at them. "Hey, if you'd let me, I could help take care of that." I tell the masked man. He looked at me and tilted his head. "Yeah, but only if youd want me to." It looked like he was thinking for a minute. Looked back at me he nodded. "Eeeee! Thank you!" I squealed and ran to grab my brush and hair ties. Coming back down Vincent had his back to the kitchen entrerance. Sipping his tea. Mask on the counter. Covering my eyes with the brush I clear my throat. "Ready? Don't worry I'm not peaking." I say and hear the sound of someone choking on water. "Drink some more you'll be fine." I chuckle. "Give me a tap when you're ready." After a couple minutes a tap on my shoulder came. Uncovering my eyes I smile at the bed head ridden Artist. "Lets do this! Here have a seat." Vincent followed me to a chair and sat down. "If this hurts I'm sorry." I apologize as I start brushing out the rats nest. "How do you feel about a French braid? Or would you like a bun instead?" I ask Vincent as I comb out his hair. "What you like." He mumbles. It made me kind of happy whenever I got to hear Vincent's voice. It was like a special thing. He sounded a bit like Bo but his voice was slightly deeper, though that could just be because I only hear him whisper and mumble.

"French braid it is." I smile softly as I start the braid. I always found doing someone's hair was a good way to transfer energy to a person. The positive energy would come throught your hands as you'd work on someone's hair, it could make of brake a person's day in a way. I hummed a little tune as I finished the braid. "We're done hun, go look in a mirror." I tell Vincent. But instead of a mirror he got up and picked up the toaster. Looking at his reflection he touched his hair. "Beautiful." He mumbled and I nodded as Bo entered the kitchen. "You're up early." Bo yawned looking at me. He had on an old looking grey t-shirt and some boxers on, his hair almost cute with how scuffed up it was. "Storms coming." I smiled and motioned to Vincent. "Look, I did that." I bragged pointing the the braid. "Eh." Bo shrugged and walked over to his brother. Bo whispered something to Vincent with a soft smile. Bo might act like he's some mean prick of a person, but I think deep down there's a sweetheart. I found myself smiling at Bo and shook my head once I realized. 'Nope, Stockholm syndrome. Stockholm syndrome speed run.' I think to myself and sit down. Lester walked in just a bit later and I looked down at my coffee cup. Quietly Lester, trying as hard as he could not to look at me, grabbed a cup of coffee and stared out the window. "Whats up with you? Look like you've seen a ghost." Bo nudges his younger brother. Getting no response Bo turned over to me and I just look at the wall. "(Y/n) mind telling me what happened?" Bo questions me starting to get a goofy grin on his face. "Just a little encounter in the hall this morning." I mumble taking a sip of my coffee. "Lester. "I WAS JUST COMING OUT MY ROOM I DIDNT THINK THEYD BE NAKED!" Lester blurts causing me to choke on my coffee. Both our faces turned bright red as Bo and Vincent stood their silent. Bo looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "Hey, hey! I was not naked I had two towels on! I Just got out the shower and I forgot my clothes in my room! Lester just happened to open his door as I was opening mine." The twins looks at eachother, then to Lester, then to me, and after what felt like forever they busted out laughing. "Well there ya go Lester! You finally got to see a woman wet!" Bo laughed and I just scowled. "Don't mind him Lester. It's really no big deal." I reasure the now embarrassed man. Bo and Vincent kept laughing till I shot them both a look that could cut. Vincent stopped and looked at the ground. Bo looked at me a smirked. Getting close to me he whispered in my ear. "Bet it was some veiw." I covered my mouth to stop myself from yelping. I just started stammering and went back to sit at the table. "Someone please, can you get me one of the breakfast sandwiches I bought and heat it up. I need to put something in me." I sighed.