Camelia sighed quietly as she heard the knock on the door, quickly wiping the last traces of her teared out make up from her face.<span style="color: maroon">"Coming!"</span>, she said, before taking a sip from the absynth-filled glass on her dresser. Her eyes rested on the mirror once more and Camelia let her hands wander over her sides, tracing the curves of her body. She had to do something, but she had no idea how...<br/><br/>Slowly, she made her way over to the door and opened it, raising an eyebrow in a rather surprised fashion as she saw Agatha in front of her doorstep.<span style="color: maroon">"Oh hello there sugar, y'all be the last person I was expectin' to see. I'd invite you in, but with the smoke an' all in here... Anythin' I can help y'all with?"</span>, she said. Camelia smiled warmly at Agatha, as she walked out of her door and closed it behind her, standing on the uppermost of the three steps in front of her home.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>