_{❝ I don’t know how you managed to
          make it all the way up here – but
          I think it’s in your best interest to
          ℓєανє.❞}

         _{" – you can’t see the details in the snowflakes, can you?
                 I wish you could. They’re really quite marvelous.“}

      _{What’s cooler than being cool?}

                            _{Ice cold.}

          _{“please tell me you aren’t go out in that. it’s awful.”}

          _{A snapped heel and even grace can’t
          save you. She stumbled, caught by
          unwelcome aid.}

                           _{"Hands off. It’s not like I was actually
                            going to fall and hurt myself.“}

             _{– no, she would’ve caught herself
             at the last minute. probably.}

      _{Sometimes she liked to check, see what her many
      donations bought the children – but when she 
      walking out she didn’t expect to run into anyone.
      Way to blow out her heartless reputation.}

                  _{“I was stealing from orphans.”}

       _{God, they were idiots. She could practically feel her IQ dropping from being in close proximity to their conversation. Drunk people shouldn’t ramble about politics. Better yet, they shouldn't talk. Elsa could think of a couple different ways to silence them but it was difficult to think of the quiet nonviolent answer. But she’d never been one to dance around the problem.}

               _{"I’ll give you both two hundred bucks to get out.“}

        _{Money spoke volumes, but in this case he didn’t work out in her favor. The bigger of the two drunkards eyed her over a moment and she already knew where this was going. A very irritating place. And then he opened his mouth and sure enough, she wished she’d just ice their drinks. Gotten the glass tuck to their hands so that they’d have to go to the hospital. But no, she had to be nice. How stupid of her.}

                            _{”Or we could just take all you got.“}

          _{Of course. Because pretty women by themselves in bars were defenseless. She rolled her eyes, her arms remained crossed by Elsa seemed no more concerned than she was a moment earlier.}

              _{"You could try.”}

       _{"How the hell do you work a vacuum?“}

            _{–my head hurts. Don’t touch me.
               I’m just going to rest my eyes…}

      _{It was odd how anxious knocking on a door made her. Probably because she was used to being the one who left it shut regardless of how many times someone had knocked. Well.. hopefully Anna would appreciate this pleasant change of pace. Pale knuckled rapt on the thick wooden door.} 

                                                                           _"–Anna?“