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 had changed into sweatpants and an old tee shirt when she heard Summer call her name. She’d picked out a tee shirt and sweatpants for Summer too, the pants being slightly too short for Erica. She walked over to the bathroom to see Summer. “Yeah?”
“Should I just come out in a towel?” She peeked out the door. “Oh, you’re right there.” Taking the clothes, she pulled them on and checked herself in the mirror again, unwinding her hair from the bun. Then she opened the door and announced, “I’m swimming in the fabric, but this shirt makes a great dress, don’t you think?”
Erica laughed as Summer inspected the shirt. “It’s not that bad, are you trying to call me fat?” she teased before walking back into her bedroom, the red head following behind. “Did you want to stay over tonight or I can drop you home if you want?”
Summer stuck out her tongue at Erica. “I’m calling you busty, Lady MacBoobs. Some of us are A-cups. I drove from school, and mom and dad will worry if I just decide to stay somewhere overnight. But thanks anyway.” She pursed her lips for a minute, looking down at her hands. “When — I mean, how — I, um, about Dr Deaton? By myself?”