Gracie found it hard to leave a position.
In flesh and blood the shaman woman who gifted her the Halloween's attire was in Missy's room in her all jingling beads and colorful satin gown.
But she wasn't looking pleased to here, unlike the last time time she saw her in the mall.
"You better have a reason for whistle belling me, Melissa." She sounded different and furious, her eyes burned against Missy's.
"Trust me, I won't be whistle belling you if it was truly senseless, Cordelia." Missy convinced as she rotated her head to Gracie, reckoning the shaman woman to turn sideway and realized the presence of Gracie.
Cordelia upon seeing the girl composed herself and walked down to her. The eye line drew below her eyes went pass her eye circle and almost meeting the starting of her brown hair, and the way her eyes blinked up and down was quite disturbing.
