Chapter 50: High-Rise Buildings, and High-Rise People; the Biggest Turn of Events in Kimberly and the Twins' Life!
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"So... Which room am I sleeping in?" Kimberly stood in the hallway and in between the closed doors. With an awkward laugh, she shrugged her shoulders at the rooms. "Damn, way to remind me I'm poor."
"Kimberly." She looked back, only to see Vincent's disgruntled face.
"Yes?" Kimberly swung the backpack on her back, noticing her mother behind Vincent, who was carrying her own luggage.
Kimberly looked back at Vincent and saw her luggage in his hands.
... Well, she was tired and lazy, so he made him carry them.
"I sent the twins into their room," Vincent spoke. "You and Harley can pick any room to sleep in for the meantime until the construction is done."
"Cool." Kimberly nodded her head.
Ah, to be rich. She wants to; someday make someone choose a random room to sleep in because of the abundance of unused rooms. Waste of money and space, but one can dream.