Coraline hesitated at the door before finally entering. Smiling nervously as she looked around, she looked out for Emma and Henry and Regina before spotting newer faces she knew like Henry's dad. Looking to hand off the- very burnt- cake to someone, Coraline stuck to the outer edges of the gathering. Wishing for a very long moment that her family was here but grateful for the friends she at least had. Maybe she'd text Malia.