Third Person:
Daniel was now wrapping Corbyn's bleeding hand after he hammered his hand. They had just finished their last room.
Matthew and Timothy's Bedroom:
Tyler's Bedroom:
Chip's Bedroom:
Daniel: Oof, one second, Zach's calling.
Z: Dani!
D: What is it?
Z: We're just leaving. Sorry, I woke up late.
D: Shit, we'll be right there!
Z: Wait--
Daniel: Babe, we gotta go! Go start the car, I'll get your wallet and our phones.
Corbyn: Oh fuck, okay!
Both boys rushed out and left for the orphanage.
*Time Skip to Getting the Boys*
Daniel: So I'm Daniel and this is Corbyn. Um...tell us about yourselves.
Timothy: Well, I'm Timothy and space fascinates me.
Daniel: No way, Corbyn got a degree in space but, decided to go into music. Isn't that right, Corbs? *Nudges Corbyn*