Lizzy sat there for a few moments still giggling. finally a yawn interrupted the giggles and she stretched, easing her muscles. She spun to the side, lowering her legs off the bed before standing.
"I feel... great, actually. I had a bad dream that made me wake up in the middle of the night, though..."
She made a face that was immediately covered up by a grin. "I don't know about you, but I'm starving!" This made her burst into giggles once again as she wobbled over to the wash basin, shaking from laughter. She cupped her hands, lowering them in the water to catch some and rinsed her face off.
More rumbling echoed throughout the room. This time it was Night's turn to laugh, almost causing the room to shake it was so loud.
"Little Elizabeth, I do believe you might be floating along in the same boat as I."
He wiped a tear from the corner of his eye as Lizzy tried to make an angry face at him. Of course that worked. She surveyed the room, hoping there might be some source of food lying around. None could be found, though. She sighed and looked at Night.
"I don't know what we're supposed to do. It's not like we can start climbing our way d-..."
Her eyes widened as she walked over the side of the room where the wall looked a tad misshapen. She ran her fingers lightly over the same spot a few times.
she tilted her head to the side as she kept at it. Night was thoroughly confused, but kept quiet. She was usually spot on about random things like this.
Thirty seconds later and a soft click was heard. Lizzy jumped in delight. "Look, Night, look!"
Lizzy was proud of herself. She had noticed while aimlessly staring at the wall that one of the whorls looked... odd. So she decided to do some investigating. Luckily she did, for inside was a cabinet of sorts. Lined with a few shelves and a dip on the bottommost part of it, there was food! Fruit, to be exact.
Her eyes were as wide as the strange pink and blue one that was directly in front of her on the middle shelf. She reached for it, noticing it was shaped like a small watermelon. She ran her fingers over it, curiosity itching at her, making her want to dig in.
She twisted around to look at Night and tilted her head to the side again in question.
