Aaron

My eyes glanced back and forth between everyone as a big silence hung over us. The first one to speak was Jonathan. "That... Wouldn't be that bad," he said, looking shiftily at Stephanie.

Tom coughed, noticing Jonathan's actions. "Stephanie actually has a room upstairs. It's her house, after all." Jonathan's face was unfathomable, but no one wanted to know what he was thinking. Suddenly, a huge crash came from somewhere in the house.

"What was that??" Daniel exclaimed. We all rushed to investigate. Stephanie took a sharp intake of breath as we examined the mess left behind of what was once 'the three guest bedrooms.'

"Well..." I said slowly, forcing a smile on my face. "I guess we're going to have to sleep somewhere else!"

No one suggested a place as Stephanie's ragged breathing of disbelief echoed in the silence.