NOE
You know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love
Noe sank to the floor alongside her friend, keeping her face carefully neutral as an internal war raged. Gods, Sohalia had really fucked Jude up, and Noe hated her all the more for the hold she still had on the poor boy. But Jude didn't need her righteous anger, not right now - no, right now, he needed calm reassurance that everything was going to be okay. Which it would, of course, because who needed that dumb blonde anyway? Now she just needed Jude to see that.
As for what to do now - well, that, Noe didn't know. She'd only ever had flings herself, had never been on the receiving end of such heartbreak. She grimaced. "I don't know either," she admitted. "But I think we should do something. Sitting here thinking about it isn't going to make you feel better." Then, because that sounded harsh in Noe's ears, she added, "Does Torchline have a petting zoo? Holding baby animals always makes me feel better."
As for what to do now - well, that, Noe didn't know. She'd only ever had flings herself, had never been on the receiving end of such heartbreak. She grimaced. "I don't know either," she admitted. "But I think we should do something. Sitting here thinking about it isn't going to make you feel better." Then, because that sounded harsh in Noe's ears, she added, "Does Torchline have a petting zoo? Holding baby animals always makes me feel better."
The slowest way is never loving them enough
