The minute she heard the doorbell, Cissie immediately ran towards the door. In an incredibly rare bout of clumsiness (inherited from someone like Bart, she supposed-- except Bart was more impatient than clumsy), she... sorta-kinda ran into her own decorations. Blame it on impatience or shortsightedness or even excitement, but as she blew streamers out of her face, Cissie couldn't help thinking she could afford to slow down every once in a while. Slowly untangling herself from the mess, she hastily opened the door and beamed at both Fuu and Stephanie.
"Hi guys," She waved, brushing the streamers out of her hair. "I'm so glad you could make it! Come on in!"
Leaning to one side of the door, she held it open for everyone. "And uh, don't mind the decorations. We sorta-kinda got into a fight... about five minutes ago."
/late to her own party, like always
"Hi guys," She waved, brushing the streamers out of her hair. "I'm so glad you could make it! Come on in!"
Leaning to one side of the door, she held it open for everyone. "And uh, don't mind the decorations. We sorta-kinda got into a fight... about five minutes ago."