Talkin' Bout My Best Friend

Immediately Edy felt an entirely inappropriate pang of distress at hearing the child say she wasn't there; panic swamped her senses for a moment as a cold surge of adrenaline flooded through her body. Bea was just being a shit. She isn't leaving. Edy tried to tell herself, swallowing hard and forcing a grin. "Well if you aren't here I guess you won't mind if I come in then. " The older girl chuckled, opening the door and swinging it wide. Bea was...hiding? Tilting her head, Edy scanned the room. There were any number of places a kid could be (behind the door, the bed, dressed, closet, etc)., but the fact that Bea was hiding at all was a bit curious. In the dark, Bobi actually did calm. Purring deeply the feline let herself be scratched, and this subtle shift in temperament was felt with precise accuracy in Edy's mind. Like an invisible tether, Edy turned towards the closet with her brows raised. "Now. If I was Bea, where would I be." Edy said in a sing song voice, dragging her fingers across the door of the closet before pretending to look elsewhere. "The bed? Behind this....door!" Making quite a loud display of checking the room, Edy plopped down loudly on the bed. EDY Could dress up to get love. But guess what? I'm never gonna be that girl who's living in a Barbie world