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"Elsa," her little sister Anna said one day. "Open up."
Elsa paused. What did she exactly mean by that? She decided to go for the first thing she thought of--even if it was admittedly a little dark.
"As a child," she started. "I was forced into isolation from all outside contact because my powers had the potential to hurt everyone I loved and--"
Anna stared at her. "...bitch I know--I was there, now open the fucking DOOR--"
Oh okay then.