Robby stepped into the house, opening the door only to be greeted by an enthusiastic young husky.
"Mia! Come here girl." she barked with excitement as he ran his hand through her fur "Oh, I missed you too." he grinned at her.
Strolling into the living room he noticed the TV was on, and he turned to see his little sister Amy fast asleep on the couch. Once again he smiled.
Amy's long red hair was sprawled out on the armrest, her light green eyes fluttered as she slept. She had just turned 8 years old (and was quite proud of it), and was probably tired from her party yesterday. Amy was a gentle child, though she had a tendency to become very excited, and in all honesty, not the brightest for her age. But she loved her family and she always looked up to her brother, so the two usually got along quite nicely.
He stepped into the dining room, and ran into his mother.
"Hey sweetie" she said, going in for a hug.
"Hey mom" Robby replied, embracing her.
Alyssa Wilson was 36 years old and 5'4, and did a wonderful job of keeping up a youthful appearance. With the same wavy crimson hair and piercing green eyes as her daughter, she was always a sight to behold. Since Robby's father was often away from home on business trips, Alyssa had almost single handedly raised her two children. While she knew when to lay down boundaries and house rules, she had always had always showered her children with love at every opportunity, and needless to say, She and Robby were very close.
She looked up at her son, "I thought you were going to a friends house." she stated, sounding a little concerned.
"Oh," Robby replied "Sarah and I are gonna get together tomorrow."
"That's good to hear." his mom smiled once more. "Well, I'll be back from jogging in about a half hour. Call if you need anything!" she yelled as she exited the house.
"Will do!" the teen called back.
He then remembered the perfume he had in his pocket. He grabbed the bottle and twisted off the lid, studying it.
Robby...