[ Frankly, she needs more than a towel, but she's never going to admit she's looking like Snottie Lottie to Caroline, even if she thinks it's cute. So she waits, tearing out feather after feather in preparation of meeting Caroline for the first time in months. Predictably, she still looks awful, but she tries to gas herself up.
She's interrupted mid pep talk when she hears a knock on the door and her gut churns, a mix of anticipation and anxiety filling up her belly. She hesitantly opens the door, peeks a doe eye between the sliver of the open door before shutting it.
Lottie breathes once, twice, before opening it again to let her hand peek through. It is pristine and clean, save for the blood caked beneath her fingernails. ]
Hey, um, seriously.. Thanks. And sorry..
[ It's loud, and a bit more confident than before. She gestures for her to hand the towels to.. Her one single hand. ]
Why are you calling me 'Miss Lottie' by the way..?
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She's interrupted mid pep talk when she hears a knock on the door and her gut churns, a mix of anticipation and anxiety filling up her belly. She hesitantly opens the door, peeks a doe eye between the sliver of the open door before shutting it.
Lottie breathes once, twice, before opening it again to let her hand peek through. It is pristine and clean, save for the blood caked beneath her fingernails. ]
Hey, um, seriously.. Thanks. And sorry..
[ It's loud, and a bit more confident than before. She gestures for her to hand the towels to.. Her one single hand. ]
Why are you calling me 'Miss Lottie' by the way..?