Cora
"who are you? What are you doing here" Cora shouted.
"who am I? I think this is the question that I should ask you" he replied. He had dark brown hairs, dark blue eyes, and he was dressed in some uniform. When she stared carefully, he was wearing a pilot uniform. "what are you doing in my house?" he said.
"your house? This is my house" Cora was angry now. She stared at him for few second and then finally noticed something was wrong with that room. It was not her room. There weren't any paintings nor were their any flowers. It looked similar than her room but wasn't hers.
"wait, this isn't my room" she said.
"that's what I am saying miss. This isn't your house, it is my house, I am living her for 5 years" that man said.
Arthur
'She is insane' Arthur thought. She was wearing black jeans and white sweatshirt, and her clothes were neat and clean so she cannot be a robber or thief, she doesn't look like that. But she could be a mental patient, who would have run away from the hospital.
She rolled her eyes and he could see she was confused, but he couldn't let her stay in his house for long, what If she really was a robber or a gang member who go around fooling people and robbing their stuffs.
"listen miss, I think our misunderstanding is clear now, and I understand, it could be a mistake you entered my house" he said "now I think you should get going now" he was saying it very politely cause he almost concluded that she was mentally ill.
"but..but this was my room, I was laying in my room, with all grandmas clothes.." she said.
I almost thought she was saying the truth cause her eyes didn't seem to lie, but she could have been living here 5 years ago and now she got a sudden dementia because of which she came running to this house
"but this is not your house so.." he grabbed her by her shoulders and pushed them toward the living room and the out of the door. "have a nice day" and closed the door.