I was awaken by something licking my hand. I open my eyes slowly. I sat up real fast. What is that thing? I rubbed my eyes and sigh in relief. It was just Wyatt. He jumped on the couch and onto my lap where he curled up in a ball and fell asleep. I didn't really know what to do so I stroke his hairless back. He started purring. He is so cute when he sleeps.

"Somebody found a new friend."

I look up to see Scott, once again only wearing boxers.

"He is so cute. How come I haven't seen him around?" I asked.

"Well since we've moved he's been staying in Mitch's room. Looks like he wanted to explore the new house a bit." Scott says with a smile.

"Is Mitch up?"

"No, which is strange because he's usually up at this time. Maybe he needed his beauty sleep after that shopping spree without me."

"You're still mad about that?"

"Nah, I just like messing around with him." Scott says while sitting down next to me and resting his arms on the back of the couch. He turns on the TV and immediately finds Spongebob. He reaches over occasionally to pet Wyatt.

Then all of a sudden I feel some weight on my shoulder. I look over to find Scott's head on my shoulder and he's fast asleep.
Not only do I have a sleeping cat in my lap, but now I have a sleeping Scott. I dare not move. Not wanting to awake either one of them. Both of my feet were falling asleep and it was getting really hot.

I hear someone walking in the kitchen. Mitch then appears in the living room and walks in front of me. I mouth out help.
Instead of doing so, he goes back into the kitchen and returns with his phone. He then holds it up and takes a picture.

"Really," I whisper.

"What?" He whispers back.

My eyes motion to Wyatt and Scott still fast asleep. Mitch moves to get Wyatt off my lap and gives him a kiss on the head before setting him down on the other couch. He then moves to Scott.

"Scotty wake up." He says in a soothing voice. He then shakes his shoulder a bit but stops knowing it's not working.

"Who wants waffles?" Mitch says.

Scott shot up and raised his hand.

"I do." He said with his eyes still closed.

Mitch and I start laughing and Scott joins us. Mitch shows him the picture he took.

"Awww we are so cute!" Scott exclaims.

"The only thing not cute about that picture is my hair." I say as I try to run my hands through the numerous knots. We start laughing again.

I head to the bathroom and change out of my pajamas. I then splash my face with water and put my hair up in a messy bun. I'm stuck deciding whether or not to do my makeup. I examine my face in the mirror. It's probably a good idea. I leave the bathroom to go get the makeup Mitch bought me yesterday and return back to the bathroom laying everything out on the counter.

I start out with moisturizing my face then use the primer under my eyes and other areas. I blend that out. Onto concealer and foundation. Blend that out. I put bronzer on and a little bit of contour and a little blush. I move to my eyes where I just do a simple look. Putting an ashy brown, gold, and a light brown. I blend that together and use the eyeliner and give myself a little cat eye. I then shape my eyebrows as best I can and grab a neutral pink color for my lips, finishing off the look. Once I'm happy with everything, I put all the makeup back into the shopping bag and wash my hands.

I walk into the kitchen to find Mitch making a batter. Probably for the promised waffles. And Scott on his phone. I sit next to Scott, also pulling out my phone and check Instagram.

"Hey Rachel, how many waf-," Mitch stopped in his tracks and looked at me. Scott then looked up at Mitch and followed his gaze to me where he also stared at me. I look up from my phone to find two pairs of eyes on me.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"You look so beautiful." Mitch says, not looking away from me.

"Your makeup is on point." Scott said a little quiet.

I feel my cheeks burn. "Thank you."

"How many waffles did you want again?"

"Two is fine." I say with a smile. They all turn back to what they were doing. I caught Mitch a Scott looking at each other. Mitch mouths an Oh my God to him and Scott responds with a nod. I smile. Nobody has never complimented my makeup.

We finished breakfast and cleaned up.

"We should start the guest bedroom today." Mitch suggested.

"I'm up for it." I say.

"I'll get the music." Scott says before heading upstairs.

"I'm gunna go change out of these clothes. I don't wanna get paint on them." I say pointing to my new clothes on me.

"Good idea." Mitch says also heading upstairs.

I get a tank top and an old pair of shorts from my backpack and change. I grab the paint and the paint brushes and head to the guest bedroom. I walk down the hallway but stop when I hear a giggle. I look to my right and see a closed door. I hear another giggle, a little bit louder than the first one. I put my ear against the door.

"Scott stop. Not now, we can't."

"Why?"

"Because Rachel might hear us."

"Well if you weren't so loud she wouldn't."

"Shut up. Come on let's go do the room."

"Ugh, fine!"

I hurriedly go to the room and set down the stuff. I occupy myself by spreading the paper along the border of the walls.

What the hell were they talking about? What were they about to do?

I try to keep a normal face when they walked into the room.

"Alrighty, let's start." Mitch says.