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[evil_giselle]

*Giselle is in Frost's bedroom, putting away all the clothes they bought. The sight of all of the pretty things- skirts, makeup, blouses, nice shoes- make her smile softly to herself. These beautiful things are hers, all hers

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[mommapoppawolf]

There's a creaking noise like someone's foot on the floorboards and a click as the door closes

[evil_giselle]

*She hears the noise and looks up from what she is doing.* Frost? Are you back?

[mommapoppawolf]

There's no response, just the sounds of foosteps coming towards the bedroom

[evil_giselle]

*She bites her lip and turns toward the doorway. It's not Frost. She's grown up memorizing the sounds people make when they walk, and she knows Frost's patterns. She reaches inside her pocket for the dagger KynRae gave her, knowing she doesn't have th faintest idea how to use it effectively.*

Who's there?