(This is a Chronicles/Hemlock Grove cross over with addition of my own characters. I do NOT own the rights to Chronicles nor Hemlock Grove and their characters and settings. This story takes place after the great battle in Chronicles between Andre...
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Celena's outfit for the day ^^^^^
After unpacking and realizing Peter couldn't leave town yet, Celena convinced him to go back and apologize to Roman. Like it or not, he's gonna need Roman's help and Celena's.
The next day, Peter and Celena heads off to Roman's house, or should they say mansion. Celena whistles, impressed with the size.
"Rich people and their egos." She scoffs.
Peter shrugs and speaks in a forgien language.
Celena frowns at him, "Say what?"
"Roughly translated as horse with more than one ass." Peter shrugs.
"That must be Mrs. Godfrey, then."
Peter snorts and Celena stiffles a giggle.
Together, they walked up to the door and rings the bell. A few minutes later, a tall beautiful woman with long brown hair and cold brown eyes answers the door. Celena recognize the woman as Roman's mother. She frowns at the two of them in confusion.
"Yes?" She speaks in a thick accent.
"Is Roman here?" Peter asks.
"Oh, may I ask who's calling?"
"It's Peter and Celena."
Olivia remembers the gypsy and the emo girl from the day of the car accident Roman had. Anger begins to seep inside, but she hides it perfectly. Her blame sought out towards the two of them. Not just the ones who hit Roman.
She pretends to thinks about it, "Hmm. He's never mentioned either of you."
"We share the same English class." Peter tries to charm and con his way once again.
"And this is in regard to?" Olivia asks apathetically.
"Study group." Celena saya.
Olivia smiles slyly at the two of them and plays with her hair, leaning on the door frame, "Oh. Wuthering Heights, is it? Gypsy Byronic hero or proto-Marxist class warrior?" She arches a brow at them as she tests them.
Peter rocks on his heels, not giving in to her trap, "Still on chapter one."
"Yes. I suppose you are." Olivia mutters bitterly, but smirks, "It doesn't end well for him. Well, I'm afraid Roman isn't home at the moment, so I will tell him you stopped by. Uh, Paul and Sally, was it?" She asks.
Peter looks around and notices Roman's jaguar in the driveway. A sign that says she was lying.
"It's Peter and Celena." He says.
Olivia gives them a look that's similar to stepping in dog shit and moves to shut the door, "Yeah, well, nice to meet you, Peter. Celena." She mutters, but stops before she could shut the door in their faces. She opens it wider to show Roman who was leaning against the wall with a cold glare.
