Outside Room 316, Sunday Morning, Before the Spring Break Trip

[elated_or_gassy]

Anna had tried to be good, to be nice, to wait patiently for Elsa to come around. She hadn't pushed. Really.

But what Rapunzel had said on Wednesday night was circling around her mind. The other thing. I thought you knew.Whatever dark secrets Elsa carried, she'd shared them with Rapunzel, at least. Probably Barry. Maybe everyone here knew but her

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[iceolatedqueen]

There it was. There was that knock that Elsa always winced at hearing, knock-knock-knocknock-knock, announcing that Anna was at the door. And, just as Elsa had been pulling in a breath to tell Anna to go away, because if she didn't beat Anna to the punch then she'd inevitably ask that question, Anna went and completely shifted the paradigm on her.

There was absolute silence for a moment before Elsa's door opened and she peered out at Anna, eyes wide.

"You what?"

Okay, so, Elsa had been kissing Barry last week, too. But at least he wasn't 'boys,' plural. This needed a bit of stunned gawking, here.

[elated_or_gassy]

THE DOOR OPENED.

Talk about a paradigm shifting. She had knocked on Elsa's door hundreds, thousands of times, and not once had the door opened. And now Elsa was staring at her.

Maybe Elsa was going to yell at her? Elsa could yell at her. Anna would take yelling over a closed door easily. So she was going to press her advantage.

"At a party," she said, straightening her shoulders and daring Elsa to be even more upset. She wasn't even sorry, Elsa. She'd enjoyed it. "We played kissing games at a party. I kissed boys and then I kissed some girls, too."

Two each. It was hardly a debauched orgy.

[iceolatedqueen]

"You kissed... there was a party?"

Anna, you were breaking your sister's brain, here. Stop that.

"Anna, you..." Elsa tapered off, trying to bite down most of her knee-jerk reactions. It had been one of those weeks. Even she'd broken down and made out with Barry for a few minutes back there, she could hardly throw stones at Anna for kissing people at a kissing party, really. "You're... telling me this why?"

[elated_or_gassy]

"We spun a bottle," Anna said, trying to sound precocious and daring, and not like she wanted to hide under her bed at the thought of it. "And then we kissed. I liked it. I've decided I like kissing now. I may start throwing parties like that all of the time."

This sounded very, very convincing, and not like a desperate bluff.

"So y-you ... I mean. Go ahead. Keep yelling at me."

Anything that wasn't that door closing.