[Yeah no. The knob turns under her hand and she'll stick her head in and stare...at the empty room. Huh? She opens the door fully now and peers inside- and back out again. Not in the living room, that's for sure, or she'd have heard something.
And she'll come in and stand in the middle of the room with a rather perplexed look on her face as she folds her arms. Did she hear wrongly? Did something fall?
...of course, this also means that she's standing right beside the fallen blanket.]
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And she'll come in and stand in the middle of the room with a rather perplexed look on her face as she folds her arms. Did she hear wrongly? Did something fall?
...of course, this also means that she's standing right beside the fallen blanket.]