A short drabble:

'Oh god…oh god, oh my god…oh oh oh!' Alice yelped.

Carlisle stood on the step outside his house. His perfect brow creased when he heard this.

'I know! Oh god…oh oh oh…' Esme? Carlisle's eyebrows shot up.

Then he heard a dry sob.

Cautiously, Carlisle turned the key and went in. The girls were sitting on the sofa watching (insert sad movie, I chose 'Sweet November') on their plasma TV.