who: @jessehart when: september 27th, couple weeks after ollie’s party. where: alcott dorm, #202
There was always nonstop gossip about Jesse, thus Rhia rarely thought twice hearing the trouble he’d get himself into. She knew Nate already pressed Jesse this year, though she failed to question why, always overly cautious of bringing up his name in front of Nate. It wasn’t a surprise when she’d heard he’d taken a beating at the party, though undeniably she hadn’t expected the perpetrator to be Kit and she definitely didn’t expect to hear talk of his ruthlessness with Jesse. It was relatively easy to guess what the altercation was about; Kit and Rhia existed on two sides of the same coin, after all.
Except she’d known about Jesse’s night affairs with Greer almost the entire time throughout their relationship, and she certainly hadn’t hit Greer over it. Because she didn’t deserve that, just as Jesse didn’t deserve to be manhandled by every person he provoked. She had no excuse for taking so long to approach him as she did, other than she was afraid of seeing him again. Afraid and possibly a bit stupid, considering they should have been long past being each other’s comfort. Yet, she stood in front of his door, chewing her bottom lip and silently cursing her lingering feelings of responsibility over him.
Rhia knocked, a gentle shot in the dark, considering he had yet to text her back about meeting up and she had no idea how he’d been spending his free time. “Jesse?” Rhia called through the door. “I- uh.... I thought we could talk?” she proposed, sounding meek and uncertain. “I also have something for you.” She held a sweater to her chest, keeping it undisclosed until she knew he would be willing to talk to her. Some may have recognized it as her form of emotional bribery, though Rhia would only admit to it being a good deed that she happened to remember this morning.
