[Climbing the creaky stairs, Daisy's hand hovers at the door to Claire's bedroom for a moment. She isn't sure what time it is, exactly, but it's still dark out. It could've just been a weird dream she's just had, but her gut tells her it's more than that.
Quietly, at first, Daisy knocks on her door.]
Claire?
[When she doesn't answer, she opens the door as quietly as she can. Of course, the door squeaks louder than she'd like it to.]
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Quietly, at first, Daisy knocks on her door.]
Claire?
[When she doesn't answer, she opens the door as quietly as she can. Of course, the door squeaks louder than she'd like it to.]
Claire?
[She repeats, a bit louder this time.]