Inside, it's relatively small and dusty. "Must be old.." Amara said. She runs upstairs and loots through a drawer. She fills her bag with clothes and accessories. She runs back downstairs. "Got some clothes!"
Justin frowns, "Damain was supposed to get the clothes..." he cautiously walks into the kitchen, carrying a flashlight. He avoids the fridge and raids the cupboards.
Amara stares at him cluelessly. "What about us..?" She then realizes and her eyes widen. "Oh! Uh..it's.."
Aaron finishes her sentence. "What she's trying to say is, we aren't dating or anything. It's complicated, but I'll look into it if this damn apocalypse ends soon."