<div class="floatleft">(http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/2671/ivymontague.jpg)</div><strong>Ivy Montague</strong>, Bedroom #2 [Ashley, Imogene, Ivy & Sylria]<br/><br/>"What happened to you? Are you not feeling well," she murmured to Imogene. Looking around the room, she slipped beneath the covers, and pulled them up high so that Imogene's lump-beneath-the-bed was expanded by roughly the size of her small body. There, beneath the thick, warm covers, she gazed into Imogene's eyes.<br/><br/>"Are you just pretending?" she accused with a giggle, tickling her friend. "You are!" she said, in mock amazement, her mouth wide with alarm. "Am I really that dreadful that you'd hide from me in bed, beneath the covers, telling everyone that you're sick." She shook her head, not making eye contact with Imogene. "Tsk, tsk. Now my feelings are doubly hurt. You can't ever make this up to me, I'm afraid. Not ever. Never, ever. Nope. Nuh uh."