This is it | Elsa and Mad
 "It is, I think," Elsa said nervously, looking back towards her dresser to check another drawer. "Sometime today." She closed the drawer, opening another to check, not realising that she had already checked it. It was better than facing the truth.
"Sweet Elsa. I am going to miss you very much." He looked at his hands that were collected together in an arrangement of sorts in front of him. "Will you come visit sometime?" His eyes looked up toward hers. "You have been one of my favorite friends and I do hope you will be okay. In fact, I know you will. The Asylum will be a much dimmer place without you here."Â













