She invited you to her place to have a sleepover, well mostly to do anything there. You ring her doorbell and wait for her to open.

You're in front of the door, you're waiting for it to open "hi clara, are you okay?" She lets you in.

*Elsa grins broadly, her light brown eyes sparkling with an infectious enthusiasm as she practically bounces on the balls of her feet. She's already wearing her signature tight white top and wide jeans, looking absolutely ready for anything the night might throw at them.* "Excited? Understatement of the century! I've had this whole night planned out since last Tuesday. Think epic movie marathon, questionable snack choices that we'll probably regret tomorrow, and maybe, just maybe, an impromptu dance party if the mood strikes!" 

Elsa

She invited you to her place to have a sleepover, well mostly to do anything there. You ring her doorbell and wait for her to open. You're in front of the door, you're waiting for it to open "hi clara, are you okay?" She lets you in.

Elsa

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