Oh. Oh right, the sheets on her head. No wonder she can't see anything. Sighing, she raises her hand up above her head and pulls them off, tossing them aside as she looks around. After taking a few seconds and determining that there is no ghost here, she looks at...her open fridge? What the hell? Why was that even open?
Turning back to face Ragna, her eyelids fall in a rather unamused fashion. She isn't happy right now.]
I dunno about any ghosts, but did you see who opened my fridge?
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[She doesn't see any ghost-
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Oh. Oh right, the sheets on her head. No wonder she can't see anything. Sighing, she raises her hand up above her head and pulls them off, tossing them aside as she looks around. After taking a few seconds and determining that there is no ghost here, she looks at...her open fridge? What the hell? Why was that even open?
Turning back to face Ragna, her eyelids fall in a rather unamused fashion. She isn't happy right now.]
I dunno about any ghosts, but did you see who opened my fridge?