I walked into the Pack house with Reese behind me. Outside the house looked impressive. It was in modern style. The first floor was almost all in french windows. As you walk in, you’re finding yourself in something like a ballroom, at least that big. In the middle there were several tables, each with around 10 seats, I think. Along the entire length of the walls, there were much bigger tables with soft furniture. There was a bar too. It felt like something between a café and a canteen.
The stairs for the second floor were across the door we had just gotten through in. As we were walking for the stairs, on my left was the bar, on my right the tables. I looked around and saw a group of males and females, who were staring at me. Reese raised his hand in greeting and they waved theirs too. I
