Isle let out a deep sigh as she ran her fingers through her hair gently placing all the strands to one fist, she swirled it on her fingers before tying her hair in a knot without using any bands to put it in place. Kathie on the other hand held the candle on her hand firmly as she tailed the blonde as they walked their way to the living room of the ancestral house they were staying at.
“Isle, it’s too dark.” Kathie whispered as she tried to take a step forward to where the switch was so that it would illuminate the whole room, but Isle grabbed her arm before she could do so, “Why?” She mumbled idly.
“Don’t switch the lights on.” Isle uttered in a cold monotone causing Kathie grimace at her.
“How can we see our way if we won’t open the lights?” Kathie asks.
“Didn’t you listen
