Eight
Frances
I smiled to myself as I changed the tv, happy to have the flat to myself for the moment.
It was just before the housewarming party would start so I was making the most of the last minutes of alone time. Girls’ night out could get pretty crazy.
While flicking through shows, I heard stumbling on the landing and the jingling of keys in the lock. I was still getting used to identifying all the new sounds but that one was pretty easy.
I turned to say hello to Ivy but instead, I was looking at a life-size cardboard cut-out of a bear with a Christmas hat.
“What the f**k is that?” I exclaimed.
Ivy’s head appeared from behind the bear. “Hiya! Sorry, did I scare you?”
“No, just… I’m surprised. Why do you have a bear cut-out?”
My roommate wrestled with the cardboard as she trie
