Maeva looked out her bedroom window and sighed. It was raining again, and by the way the water was rising in the street, it meant her father could not make it home. Again. She cursed Mother Nature for the constant onslaught of rainstorms that made her be alone with her mother, Janet, day after day. But then, magically, the skies slowly cleared into a starry night and the streets drained their excess water. A large truck barreled down her street three times before settling next door. Two men stepped out and headed towards her home. She lost sight of them as they approached the front door, but one stepped back after they had knocked. He was shorter, had tan skin, and looked around at his surroundings. He looked up into her window, and Maeva waved. He nodded back, then said something quickly to the other person, who stepped off the porch and waved up to her, then pointed to the door.

A car pulled into the drive and Maeva ran out of her room, down the stairs, and pushed Janice out-of-the-way so that she could greet her father. The other two men from outside followed him closely, so she looked silly, standing by the door breathing heavily. The shorter man was clearer to Maeva now, and as she looked at him she realized he was very handsome, and would have been even more so if he didn't look so irritable. He looked at her and tried to smile, but it was washed out by the other man who decided to hug Maeva right then. He was much taller than her, her head hitting his chest when he went to wrap his arms around her. He smiled warmly at her parents, and she wanted to disappear. With the man who had engulfed almost her entire body. He smelled like a vegetable garden and had skin that warmed her. Just as she decided she liked this man, he pulled away.

"I suppose I should probably introduce my cousin and I, si?" He chuckled. "I'm Antonio, and this is Lovino. We've moved in next door, and we stopped by because the realtor said you have the key...?" His emerald eyes scanned the Troviet's faces, trying to see if any of this rang a bell.

Janet gasped. "Oh, yes! I do have y'all's key. Why don't y'all two stay fer dinner, I have a nice soup goin' on and 's mighty cold out there, innit?" Everyone but Maeva's father winced at the volume of her voice.

"That would... be nice." Antonio replied. He turned to Lovino. "Doesn't it, Lovi?"

"Don't call me that! And yeah, it would," he said, looking directly at Maeva.