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Glance 4th Chapter: Firebirds
Cherry Blossom left right after she finished dinner and hurried back to her office and to her laptop. Constantly she was working. Phoenix rolled her eyes again. She never seams to take time for anything else then her fashion company. But she has her dream job as a designer. Maybe I'm just a little jelous.

Back in the kitchen Phoenix, July and Care put the plates in the dish washer and got the pan and the table clean again. July went to her room to take a little nap and Care got to his labor to explore some medical stuff for his work.

Phoenix went in the libery on the second floor to look for a good book to read. The libery was huge and full of different interesting novels. After a while she found one about a fire angel and her birds. It had a colorful cover with a girl with long blond, orange and red hair, a white dress and a lot of orange birds flying around her.
Careful she took the book and headed to the living room to sit down comfortably. There she met Dark Dark who was recessed in his video game. She didn't wanted to disturb him, so she just smiled and sat down on the red big cosy chair and started reading her book.

Fade was walking down the hallway past July's room. The door was a little open and he was curious and couldn't resist to peek in and see what she was doing. Right after he adumbrated her slepping on the bed, Thrill was behind him and called him "creep!" "I was just..." he tried to defend himself but he didn't really care, "yeah whatever." Thrill determined: "you like her." Immediately Fade shock his head and said: "no, I don't." Whimsically smiling Thrill repeaded: "you like her." Fade shouted No! again and left the hallway.

Numb went to Nervous Wrack's room, Care's younger brother and entered after he knocked. He was sitting at his desk focused on writing some poems. "Come in, Numb", he greeted him without looking up from his sheet. Quickly Numb looked around in the room. It was a chaos as always. Clothes, paper and pens lying on the floor, the bookshelf and cupboard were messy. He carefully got behind him and looked over his shoulder what he had written. Nervous Wrack didn't care if he read it. They were friends for a while and normally he didn't care about most things.

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