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Cold toes are the first thing that register in Ella’s mind — cold toes, and an icy, delicate nose pressed against her neck to boot !! A small squeak leaves the girl’s lips as she rolls onto her back, eyes fluttering open and slowly adjusting to the deafening darkness. Even without being absolutely sure of who the toes belong to, the young girl wraps her own thin arms around the new body in her bed, and her lips absently kiss the cold nose in hopes of bring fresh life into the cold extremities. It only takes a moment for her to realize who is her new bedmate — “Belle,” she breathes with a small giggle as her own toes tickle at the sole of her friend’s feet. “Bad dream?” She whispers, trying not to wake the other sleeping girls.
“No- I’m just cold. I must have lost one of my blankets somewhere...a good guess would be the library.” Belle giggles to herself as she cuddles into the warmth of Ella and her bed. It’s easier than she thought it would be, falling into these friendships and the routine of the school- and it’s impossible to not like Ella. She reaches up to brush a lock of hair out of Ella’s eyes and grins. “Well the cold and I just finished that book I was telling you about- the one with the dragons and their hordes? It was wonderful.”