*Keera*
"Fuc-fudge!" I yelled as I turned, barely stopping myself from throwing the coffee in my hand away in fright. The little girl responsible for scaring me in the first place was kneeling on one of the dining chairs, her upper body bent over the table. Her blonde hair was tied in cute pigtails, a bright pink headband the same color as her shirt resting on her head. She had big dark eyes and they were no doubt focused on me.She looked a little around six years old. "You scared me." I said a little harshly.
She blinked once, tilting her head.
I looked around the kitchen, past the dining space and into the living room for any sign of the person she had come with. Seeing no one, I frowned slightly as I picked up some tissue and dabbed at the slosh of coffee that had splashed on my hand
