[ Miranda was awake--about forty minutes ago; right before she fell asleep at the table, face half-smothered in a book. She startles upright at the knocking, almost stumbling out of her seat in her haste to answer the door. ]
Y-yes? [ She asks, breathless and wide-eyed; a dark smudge on her cheek. ]
action;
Y-yes? [ She asks, breathless and wide-eyed; a dark smudge on her cheek. ]