[b]9:30 P.M[/b]

Everyone was gathered around in the living room area.
James and Courtney sat closely together on the couch while Terrence sat on the floor.Paulie sat on the far edge of the couch away from the couple that occupied it.
Makaya and Abby say on the floor beneath the TV.
Mark sat in an easy chair nearby to the couch, and Haley sat on the floor next to his chair on the right.

Nobody had wanted anything to drink as they had all denied her request.
Mark spoke up,"We would like it if that cake hurried up though.Did you say fifteen minutes?"
"Yep, she did."Haley answered for Hazel.
"She can count?"Courtney asked nastily, though she spoke loudly, she acted like she was talking only to James.
James gave Courtney a fiery look, but Haley went ahead and made herself heard.
"Yeah bitch, I can count, unlike you obviously, you probably gave up trying to count the number of guys you've went through."

Courtney looked around at Haley and responded,"Um, I'm sorry what did you say?Your whiny little voice makes it hard to understand your already intolerably idiotic idiocy.Mark, you'd better watch your dick, she might go for it."

"Just shut up."Haley replied, rolling her eyes.
"Yes, Courtney, please shut up."Abby said.

"Who asked you you little emo tramp?"Courtney sneered at Abby.

"Stop it!"Yelled Mark jumping out of his chair.
Everyone snapped to attention at his unusual angry reaction.
He continued,"If we can't get along for longer than ten minutes then we all might as well go on home."

At this statement, Courtney and everyone else piped down as Mark took his seat.
Just as Mark touched back down in his chair, a shadow passed across the half open blinds nearby.

Outside in the snowy dark, a lone figure passed by the window, adorned in a black furry edged jacket, a ski mask, and a pair of welding goggles.He bore a rifle in his arms.