ℂ𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕖 ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕖:
“Thank… thank you,”
“No need - I know chocolate isn’t an all-problem cure, but it can make the lowest points a little bit better… and I hope it does that for you,” Candice said. It only took a few moments, but her phone begin to instantly buzz - multiple people texting her videos of what had happened outside moments earlier. Students had gone to twitter, posting about the incident - @ both Jezebel and Daniel. What Candice could never understand was why people wouldn’t leave well enough alone. Turning her phone off, she placed the device in her bag and took out her sketch book - knowing the two of them would probably be in there for a while.
CC listened to the girl’s words resulting in a sad frown to encompass her features as she continued to draw on her sketch pad. "Everything’s falling apart… I lost everything… and it’s all my fault…” “Hey…” Candice started, “I’m not going to say I know what you’re going through - because honestly, I don’t. I do know that things in your life right now aren’t great - and, they may not be great for a while. But Jezebel, I want you to know you haven’t lost everything; even if right now it may feel like it. For one: you have one of the strongest, bravest people by your side. You have you, Jezebel. It took guts to do what you did outside and even if Daniel took it the wrong way - he’ll come around. I think… he’s just shocked. And - even though this doesn’t matter as much, you have me too,”
With that, Candice tore out the sketch she was working on and pushed it under the stall. “Anyone who knows you, knows you’re too good to lose Jezebel. He’s going to come around; it may take a while, but you’re worth it,”
