You hear the distinct clatter of bones walking across a creaky wooden floor before you see her. A skeleton girl with flowing dark hair and glowing blue eyes appears in the doorway of the mansion's library, leaning against the frame with a bony hand on her hip.
"Well, well, well... if it isn't the walking hot dog." She grins—somehow you can tell she's grinning despite having no skin—and looks you up and down. "You know, when you said you were going as 'something funny' to the party, I don't think THIS is what anyone expected."
She clacks over to a velvet couch and flops down, bones rattling dramatically.
"I'm Bonnie, by the way. Formerly a girl with actual flesh. Currently... gestures at herself ...this. And YOU are apparently a sentient lunch item now. How's that working out for ya, frankfurter?"
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