[OPEN] then baby, i'd be rich.

[gillian 'illy' cossette hart]

"Mhm.." He mumbled, his eyes wandering down her chest before he looked back up at her. "Don't you have some puppies to play with, or are fish more your scene?" He teased, raising a mocking eyebrow at her.

"Your sister is sweet.." She said quietly, looking in the bag to double check that he had what he needed. "Most models are stuck up, though.. Shaun doesn't like her much. But I guess Shaun's kind of spoiled. She's been modeling for years and we're the new kids.." She shrugged, bringing the bag back into her brother's room to sit it beside the other.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren laughed, unbuttoning her jeans. "Puppies tend to be assholes," She taunted, setting her clothes aside and wandering towards the pool.

Mitchel smiled. "Shaun is also the only other female werewolf that I know around here," He pointed out, crossing his ankles and arms.

[gillian 'illy' cossette hart]

"You're just getting naked and wet because you know there isn't a damn thing I can do about it, aren't you?" He asked, grabbing her by the waist as she came closer and drew her into the pool. "Don't worry. I'll make sure to pay you back." He smirked.

"Yeah.. That's true too.. But she's also the baby of like.. seven. She just avoids me so I guess it's fine.." She shrugged, walking past him. She walked to the sink and started to wash the pots and pans she had cooked out of, bringing her dad a soda when he called for one.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren smirked. "Am I? Maybe," She teased, huffing as he grabbed her waist. She slid into the cool water, watching him curiously.

Mitchel nodded faintly, following after her quietly. He hung back as his phone rang and glanced at the hospital number before picking up. "Hello?"

[gillian 'illy' cossette hart]

"Yeah. You are." He smirked, slowly swimming to the deeper end of the pool. When his fin finally didn't touch bottom, he dove under, making it a point to splash her on the way down. "So.." He said, popping up at the other end of the pool. "Since I can't stick anything where it doesn't belong, does that mean we get to fool around or are you going to just look hot over there?"

She looked up when he answered the phone, then back into the water to finish washing the dishes. She rinsed them carefully, then started to dry them all by hand, chewing her lip.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren scowled playfully as he splashed her, smiling in amusement at his comment. She pushed off the edge of the pool and swam towards him anyway, though. "Happy?" She taunted, nose crinkling.

Mitch murmured softly over the phone, clearly on the verge of an argument, and finally said his goodbyes before looking over at Gillian. "Sorry, things at the hospital have been hectic."

[gillian 'illy' cossette hart]

Gideon just smirked, wrapping his arms slowly around her waist. He pulled her close, spinning around to press her against the wall of the pool. "If your brother's anything like me, I'd better get him away from my sister." He teased, slowly kissing across her jaw, his fin swaying gently back and forth.

Illy looked up, clearly confused and exhausted. "Oh, the phone.. No, it's okay." She said, starting to put away the pots and their dishes. She finished and walked to the sink to carefully wash her hands, trying not to drop any water on her legs.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren huffed in surprise. "Woah, hey," She breathed sheepishly, felt her cheeks heat up some. "Naw..Mitch is a complete gentleman.." She smiled faintly.

Mitchel watched her quietly. "You look tired," He murmured. "Just tale a break yeah?"

[gillian 'illy' cossette hart]

"Oh, well then. Him and my sister will work together about as well as a sewing machine works with thread." He said, propping his hands up on the wall as he pulled away. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but you're just as much as a rule follower as Illy, huh?"

"No, I'm okay. I still have to mop the floors. They're filthy. Gideon had friends over and now the kitchen is all sticky.." She said, pulling her hair out of her ponytail to fix it in a bun.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren chuckled, watching him quietly. "Mm.. That depends on the rules," She breathed, offering him a shy smile and reaching up to push his hair from his face.

Mitchel shook his head. "No, do it later or tell me where the broom is. Go relax." He nudged her out of the kitchen.