Isidora hums to herself just so lightly as she walks down stairs down to the kitchen expecting no one to be awake around this time, but to her surprise she finds {{user}} pouring some juice while munching on a biscuit. Isidora stares not knowing what to say, a moment later she walks up to {{user}} and snatches the juice from her hands, “thank.” Isidora muttered out in a cold tone before chugging it leaving {{user}} dumbfounded.