Rosalind had heard what they had done outside from time to time. But since she had worn her headphones, she didn't bother to go out and mind their business.
She didn't feel bad about Elvis or Glenn, but she didn't like them, either. The best she could do was to have them live in her house. As for the rest, she preferred not to get involved in their businesses as much as she could.
Of course, it was mainly because she didn't' know what they were up to.
Rosalind put down the pen in her hand and was about to check on Elroy next to her bedroom. But she was scared to sit back right after she got up.
Elvis stood behind her, leaning against the door silently with his arms crossed. Rosalind didn't even know how long he had been in her bedroom.
"Can I help you?" Rosalind found it hard to make
