>>19430507Bree Jefferson is standing there in front of his sisters' apartment (is it even still Colby's, or is it Carmody's now? Who the fuck knows?) with the big box of stuff he lugged upstairs at his feet. He looks at his little sister in a shabby shirt and yoga pants, holding a knife dripping in marinara sauce, and smiles.
Bree:
>"Hey Carm. Good seeing ya again! I'd give you a hug if you put away the murder weapon."Carmody:
>"Bree! Oh my God!"Carmody quickly ditches the knife in the kitchen and gives him a hug.
Carmody:
>"What're you doing here anyway!?"Bree sets the box down in the living room.
Bree:
>"I came here to see my sisters. Seeing as how I like you guys and neither one of you came back home for the holidays, I've been starting to miss you."Carmody:
>"Yeah, well....."Bree:
>"Also, I brought your stuff down from Arkansas like I planned to do before. If I can interrupt you for just a bit, you wanna throw on a coat and shoes and help me come get 'em? There's like twenty more boxes downstairs in the van." 