I will *she walked away and then come back with a glass of water*
Thanks. [she smiles softly.]
Willow smiled softly, “Well, if you’re sure. So what have I missed around here? I haven’t been home in a few days, so I figured I may have missed something.”
Poppy shrugged her shoulders, chewing on her lower lip. “Oh, you haven’t missed much. Everyone’s been..keeping themselves to themselves.” She smiled softly.
Ivy kicked off her shoes & leaned against the bed once she made it into her room, “I didn’t want to see him, he was just there- he hurt me again &—” the brunette stopped, unable to hold back all the emotions that were bottled up. “I’m sorry,” she mumbled, her eyes falling to the floor.
Poppy looked at her. “How did he hurt you?” She asked, taking her hands gently. “Hey..don’t cry. You can talk about it if you want.”
Willow shook her head, looking up at the blonde, “I got released, I promise. I’m all better & I’m alive so it’s all good,” she smiled, getting up on her knees before standing up. “Sorry if I woke you. I’m just a bit clumsy is all.”
Poppy smied at Willow. “I know, but..I was worried that you were hurt.” She said softly. “No, no, you didn’t wake me.” She grinned.
Ivy whined, her knee digging into one of the stairs. “I’m not drunk,” she whined, leaning against Poppy as she attempted to get to her room. “I had a run-in with someone I didn’t expect to ever have a run-in with,” she mumbled. “It didn’t really end well, so I just went out to a bar & got served whatever I wanted because I was pretty.”
Poppy rolled her eyes at Ivy. “You are drunk.” She said, shaking her head, helping her to her room. “Oh. I’m sorry that whoever you bumped into ruined your day.” She chewed on her lower lip. “At least you got served…but not about the..overdrinking.”
Ivy had entered the house in a drunken state, her body aching. She had a run-in at the cemetery with her best friends brother- someone she had never expected to see. The brunette started stumbling into the wall & the railing as she attempted to make her way up the stairs. She felt someone start to sturdy her & slurred, “I’m fine, I can do this,” she whined.
Poppy glanced at her, shaking her head. “No, you can’t do it.” She said softly. “You’re drunk as fuck and you could pass out anywhere. You can’t do it.” She said, picking her up as best as she could and leading her to her room. “Why were you drinking?”
Willow tip toed back into the house, her hospital bracelet still wrapped around her wrist. After passing out in her previous therapy session, Willow had been to the hospital. But she was back & ready for anything. The dirty blonde was making her way to her room when she had tripped, causing a loud thud sound. She winced, attempting to get up when she heard someone coming out of their room.
When Poppy heard the thud, it caused her to wake up from her short nap. She rushed out, raising an eyebrow as she saw Willow, kneeling beside her. “Hey..aren’t you meant to be in hospital?”
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“Take deep breathes. Do you need anything?”
Poppy took a few sharp deep breaths. “I-I can’t.. Can you g-get me some water?”