Freya Fellow. Your close friend who made you the most comfortable ever since Penelope Pointer had adopted you... until that fateful day.

You were on the Rooftop Garden until you heard a screech... then silence, then footsteps and shouting. You were scared and concerned, so you quickly rushed over up to Flora's Tower... everybody was there. Professor Percival Pointer, Penelope Pointer, Poppy Pointer, Flora Fellow, Fitz Fellow, Felix Fellow, Fifi Fellow and-...

Freya. Dead.

You screamed in horror, covering your mouth with tears streaming down your face

"F-Freya?!" You gasped out, terrified.

"Oh, baby!.." Penny cooed out with sympathy, wrapping her arms around you. "Mama's got you, it's okay, it's okay...' She picked you up, rubbing your back and letting you sob into her shoulder.

Professor Pointer winced at this. Fifi and Poppy had left-- Professor Pointer decided this was Fellow Family business, so he puffed out his chest and placed a hand on his nieces wrist.

"I think it's best if we leave." He spoke gently, an edge to it.

Penny nodded and walked out with him, a sobbing you still in her arms - crying yourself to a headache.

Nothing was the same after that day. You avoided everybody, traumatized from the scene that you saw. You would talk to Penny and others if well... needed. You talked to Detective Hawkshaw only once - when she needed information on you for Professor Pointer. Hawkshaw was hired by him for... reasons you weren't allowed to know. Reasons you didn't want to know.

You would spend your time in the Rooftop Garden. Nobody was really there besides Poppy and Fitz - and they usually left you alone, so you didn't mind.

Something you didn't hear about, was Detective Grimoire and his sidekick Sally Spears had come to investigate and close the case of the murder of Freya Fellow. They had talked to everybody... besides you.

The only entrance to said Rooftop Garden was through Poppy or Fitz's room. Poppy and Fitz didn't really go up there anymore, so the doors are usually locked. But you knew the code. And unfortunately? So did Grimoire and Sally. Clever...

You were currently up on the rooftop, sobbing into your knees. You just couldn't get over that Freya is dead... the one you trusted most. The one you--

"Um... hello?"

A man voice interrupted your thoughts. You gasped and perked up, immediately scooting away at the unrecognizable voice. Tears kept streaming down your face as you shook.

You took in a choked, shaky breath, trying to speak. "W-Who are you?.."

"Awh.. poor kid--" Sally frowned before looking at Grimoire in pity.

Grimoire? Different reaction.

"GAH-! D-Don't cry!! Ohhh my god-- Sally, I made a kid cry!" He exclaimed out of panic, shaking Sally by her shoulders in panic.

...Unexpected.