lotte karsten {christine daaé} (

She waited five minutes, still holding the counter-top before deciding that the voice really was gone. There was a deep exhale before she turned to her abandoned kettle, the water already luke-warm. She poured herself a cup absent-mindedly, taking a regular, non-Ella mixture of herbs for it.

Later, maybe. Using it right now probably would be a waste, even if she still felt disturbed.

She took a sip, grimacing before heading to clean up the mess she'd left on the floor. The pan remained on her counter though, just in case.

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