Send me a " ○ " for my character's reaction to finding yours sitting outside in the rain, upset and cryingErica was wet and cold. The one day she’d decided to walk to school, the weather had freakishly decided to turn in the middle of the day and bucket down with rain. She reached her front yard when she saw her red haired friend sitting on the doorstep in tears. “Summer? Sweetie, what’s wrong?” She ran over to her and embraced her in a hug, pulling the girl’s head into her shoulder to try and comfort her. She hated seeing Summer sad and she would do anything to make whatever was making her cry go away.
Erica couldn’t help but to laugh when she mentioned spontaneous combustion. “Summer, whatever this is we’ll get through it together, I love you and I’m not going to leave you.”
“If I wanted you to leave I wouldn’t’ve ended up on your doorstep.” She let her tone go sarcastic a bit there at the end, but leaned her head back on Erica’s shoulder. “I just … don’t know what to do. What if I /do/ hurt someone? I don’t even know what I’m turning into.”
“Well that’s my point, we don’t know what’s happening and that’s why we should talk to the others, no one’s going to judge you they’ll just try to help.” She lifted her hand up and stroked Summer’s red hair softly. “I’ll help you get through this.”
“Yeah, okay.” She sighed sharply, and straightened her shoulders. “We can go talk to Deaton. And — and the others.”