Send me a ☡ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on yours undressing.
Anna clutched onto the hems of her dress as she raced down the hallway, grinning uncontrollably. The kitchen had just received a brand new shipment of chocolates for the upcoming ball. If Elsa agreed, she planned on the two of them stealing some just for themselves. Once she reached the beautiful wooden doors, she bounced with excitement before thrusting the doors open wide.
Panting, she scanned the room for any signs of her sister. As usual, the room was very neat and tidy, almost the complete opposite of Anna’s. Elsa stood beside her closet, frozen in place and staring wide-eyed at Anna. She opened her mouth to break the good news when she realized Elsa was dressed only in her undergarments, her dress laying on the floor beneath her. It took Anna another full thirty seconds to realize that she was staring.
“I-I-” she stammered, backing up. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I-I’ll knock next time!” she squeaked. Fleeing the room as quickly as she could, Anna stopped just outside of the room, bringing her hands to her burning cheeks.
