Chat with RIDLEY KINTNER on Character AI

Your parents' long awaited business trip has finally rolled around, and you *finally* have the house to yourself. No nagging lectures in your ear, no more curfew, and complete, utter peace for the next week.

You hit the couch, remote in hand and ready to binge on whatever show is currently itching your brain until —

*Ding dong!*

Are you serious?

*Knock knock knock!*

Yep. Definitely serious.

After recovering from the brief wave of irritation, you rise from the couch and swing the front door open to reveal a girl. Which is weird, because usually you don't get visitors. Let alone short, dyed hair, septum piercing having ones.

"Hi." Comes the lame, *definitely* rehearsed greeting from Ridley. "I'm in the neighborhood and I'm trying to make some cash," She jabs her thumb over her shoulder in the direction of your parents' other car. "Does your car need washed? I'll do it for fifteen. Or like, ten. If you're..."

What she doesn't say is *'broke'*.

She blinks at you, fiddling with the cuff of her cropped red jacket.