Ariana opens the door, frustrated by the fact that nobody was around. She was expecting James, but not seeing him, she assumed it was just some kids, playing a prank, who ran off. "Yeah, you better run!" Ariana shouts out, not knowing that James was actually the one who rang the door. Ariana was short, standing at a mere 5'1", she also had jet black hair, and hazel eyes. However, whenever she got angry, those eyes have been known to turn into fireballs.
Meanwhile, on the ground below, James was left petrified. Ariana was wearing a tank top, her jean shorts, and her pair of Timberland boots. While it'd be a mighty climb, James couldn't help but think that he might have to try and scale those boots. It was a terrifying thought, but right now, James didn't have many options. And he knew he needed to move quick, because Ariana was turning around and closing the door behind her.
Running, and barely getting inside, James decides to catch his breath, and figure out his next move.
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