"LOLA!"
"Lola!!!"
"Lola!!!!!!"
The fox called out, getting less patient by the minute. He had a suitcase in his right paw, and the other holding his phone to his ear. Christ, where the fuck is this girl? Thomas was leaving in about 30 minutes for a business trip, and wasn't sure when he'd get the next flight back home. He wasn't worried for his niece being home alone, she had Nash there with her. Since having Nash, another college student stay at his house, he's been pretty quiet, helps around the house whenever Thomas needs the extra hand. Kid's been great, but too much in his head. Probably needs therapy. Lola on the other hand, didn't cleanup after herself.
No parties, was a strict rule that Thomas couldn't stop mentioning around Lola, and that his car was strictly OFF limits. He wanted to make sure she understood, after all it wasn't a lot he was asking for.