Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
She tipped her head to the side. Who was she? "Red," she finally said, because in that moment she was, and he was the wolf that everyone warned her about. But as expected, everyone was wrong. Because grown ups worried too much, and they weren't trusting at all, and she refused to be that way, so there.
"I was talking to my Grandmother and my Mother." She frowned. "You ate them, I think, and it wasn't very nice of you. You gotta promise you won't do that no more, or I can't keep you."
That was ridiculous, and somewhere in her mind she did realize that. It just didn't seem very important right now.