Novel & Cerita Eren And Mikasa Cabin

We bow our head slightly as a sign we are leaving and with that we walk out to find this Rui. “Hola senoritas y senor! I am Rui, let me check which cabin is yours.” A young boy, barely fifteen, greets us. He is tanned, has chopped short pink hair, tattoos and a wide smile plastered on his face. His happy demeanor is contagious to us and I can’t help but smile as I see him snatch the envelope out of Laura’s hands. “Ah! You guys have cabin 28, follow me!” He calls out happily and claps his hands. He hands the envelope back to Laura and leads us down the mountain. Our cabin is easy to find, the cabin sight is set up in lanes of ten. The bottom going 1 to 10, the second 11 to 20 etcetera. Rui sa

Annie asked, leaning in between our seats. “About half an hour, I think,” Nick responded. The rest of the drive was quiet. I focused on the road, and the others were just looking out the window at the forest that surrounded us. About 20 minutes later, we arrived at Mike’s cabin. The place was huge. It was a three-story house with a tall fence surrounding it. Out front, there was a huge lawn. On the side of the house, there were two garages. This was not a cabin. It was a mansion.

She wondered if it was Eon’s choice to only have men employees. The drive to their accommodation didn’t take long. The cabin was just within the area and Lina didn’t have much expectation with it since all she saw were container vans. She was expecting that they would also stay in one. However, when the SUV turned into a cemented road, lined with fire trees on both sides, she straightened up from her seat and gawked as she watched the cabin come into view. The cabin was made of wood with tall glass windows. “It’s beautiful,” she stared at the two stories house in front of them.

-00- The cabin house was very far from civilization and very remote. It's about fifty miles from downtown Chicago. The place was built on a secluded land whose entire landscape was filled with forest with towering woody trees. There is a small river behind the cabin which flows water full of sewage and very dirty. Since it was adjacent to a feed mill, the cabin wasn't really ideal for living.

Hopefully, Dekota and Eris would be able to meet us there. When the cabin finally came into view around midafternoon, there were lights already on in the windows, and gentle tendril of smoke coming out of the chimney. “Think its Dekota and Eris?” I asked as I stepped on the brake. “They would have had to have made really great time.” We cautiously approached but before we could reach the door, it flew open and a team of huskies poured out into the snow, yipping and jumping among Makya’s team.