Lyra froze when she heard someone banging on her door, yelling for her to open up. She was [i]not[/i] going to let him in - she didn't even know who he was! Was he here to kill her? 

Before she could work out his motives, the door clicked open and a boy she didn't know walked in, wearing a suit. And he [i]dared[/i] to comment on the state of her room!

"Go away!" she yelled, taking a few steps back subconsciously. "It is not okay for you to break into a lady's room just to force her to be social! I don't want to go to your stupid party, and even if I did, I have nothing to wear - no costume! I don't even know who you are, so don't act like we're friends!"

She jumped as her back collided with the wall. Her fingers curled into tiny fists, but she was fully aware that she couldn't do much to defend herself... she was tiny, wearing only her pajamas, and her Insanity would be far too weak with only one person's Sorrow to feed off of. If he really wanted, this boy could force her to do whatever...

Lyra shook her head rapidly, dispelling the notion. She would fight to the death before allowing things to come to that! "Just. Leave!" she practically screamed, teeth bared.