°(°°)° The Colder It Gets, the Less I Want to Get Out of Bed!
"..."
(￣o￣) z Z
It was still anyone's guess whether Annie had managed to raid a bear's den yesterday and eat the supposedly delicious bear paws.
At any rate, right now she was fast asleep beneath the covers in a room on the top floor of Pieta Town's only three-story inn, in a bed beside a street-facing window.
She'd run into a little trouble when checking in. The innkeeper had questioned her at length, since a little girl traveling to the freezing north and staying at an inn was a bit suspicious. But in the end, after one simple Confundus Charm, she'd managed to check in without a hitch. Then she'd slept straight through until noon the next day, when a series of urgent knocks at her door startled her awake.
"..."
(￣~￣) z Z
But even though she was awake, Annie had no intention of responding to whoever was knocking. She stayed curled up under the covers, pretending she couldn't hear a thing.
Knock! Knock!
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Unfortunately, Annie's lack of response didn't seem to deter the stubborn person outside, who kept pounding away without giving up.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
(﹏,)
"What are you knocking for?"
(へ╬)
With no other choice, Annie spoke up.
Her tone, however, was anything but polite.
And really, who wouldn't be in a bad mood after being woken by someone banging on the door when they'd been sleeping just fine—especially on a freezing day like this, when burrowing under the covers was the best thing in the world?
So she stuck her head out from under the covers and glanced at the fireplace, where the wood had long since burned out. Then she called out loudly and unhappily toward