[She just knows that if she turns to look he'll laugh at her. But still, the hairs on the back of her neck stand, and she feels goosebumps run down her arms.
She turns her head to look, trying to seem casual and unconcerned. But she can't help the small sigh when she sees nothing; though she feels silly more than anything else.
She grabs the edge of the cloth draped over the mirror, and with a quick tug fully covers the mirror again.]
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She turns her head to look, trying to seem casual and unconcerned. But she can't help the small sigh when she sees nothing; though she feels silly more than anything else.
She grabs the edge of the cloth draped over the mirror, and with a quick tug fully covers the mirror again.]