Late Night Talk || Harlow & Fawn
Fawn waited outside the dorm building for Harlow. She always felt better when she was outside and moving, she hoped Harlow would feel the same. She bit her lip, hoping she could help this girl before she reached the same place as herself. She didn't know how she was going to help this girl, but she was going to try. She glanced down to theĀ braceletsĀ that adorned her wrists, and let out a sigh.Ā
At least she could give her a chance to have someone listen, before it got to far. She probably wasn't the best person to ask, but she was going to try. She wished someone would have done this for her. She pulled out her phone to check the time. They had about an hour before curfew, hopefully that would be enough. She breathed in the cool night air, as she thought about everything. She didn't know what to expect: Would Harlow's troubles beĀ similarĀ to her own? OrĀ completelyĀ different? And wich one would she be more ready to help with?Ā
She scratched at her wrist, and played with the manyĀ braceletsĀ that hung on them, and kept thinking about all these questions. All she really knew, was she didn't want this girl to go through what she was.Ā
