Kiss my sass

Dane looked at the book, "Bet you she picks Branxton." he threw the book on the bed and began picking up items of his clothing.

Wren raised an eyebrow. "Why 'Branxton'?"

"Because it's an odd name and Aliceabella loves strange things." Dane explained.

Wren shrugged. "Can't argue with that logic."

Dane left the room, slamming it behind him. "Shall we go?"

Wren nodded and started walking again. "Sure. C'mon."

Dane followed, humming happily.

Wren slowed so he could keep up, listening silently.

Dane stopped and looked at Wren. "So, you've met Damian?"

Wren nodded, face grim. "Unfortunately. Once in a bar and once when I was headed to an aprtment doentown. I caught him with Aliceabella, we both ended up pretty bad."

Dane looked around, "I still haven't told Aliceabella he's dead..."

Wren frowned. "Drop your stuff off and then we'll go looking again. If we bump into her on the way you can tell her then."

Dane shrugged, "I can tell her later. She seemed happy enough."

Wren nodded. "Okay."

Dane looked around, "So, what now?"

Wren shrugged. "We head to my room so you can drop your stuff and then it's up to you."

Dane nodded happily, "Righto."

Wren smirked and turned the corner. "Here we are." she fumbled with the keys before opening the door.

Dane shuffled into the room, dropping a necklace on the way in. He swore in Romanian and spun round, looking for the necklace.

Wren raised an eyebrow and picked up the necklace. "Boy, your sister and you are both full of surprises, eh?"

Dane snatched the neckalce from Wren, "This belonged to Damian, I need to give it to Aliceabella." He explained.

Wren nodded. "Sure thing."

Dane glanced at the eerily glowing necklace and shuddered, "Do you mind if I go now? I want to get rid of it as soon as possible."

Wren shrugged. "Alright. C'mon, we'll try find her."

Dane nodded and placed his stuff on the floor, a tight grip on the necklace as he left the room.