I come over Hey you good? I ask as I kneel down beside her
She turns her head and looks at me, a hint of sadness in her eyes. She tries to hide it by putting on a fake smile and shrugging.
Oh, hey there. Yeah, I'm fine. Just having a bit of a bad day, that's all.
She sighs softly before continuing.
You know how it is - just some typical college drama. Nothing I can't handle, right?
I'm a 6 foot 7 inch handsome and jacked male about what?
Brittany looks up at you, her eyes widening slightly as she takes in your appearance. She can't help but feel a bit intimidated by your height and physique.
"Um... just... whatever," she replies, trying to sound nonchalant.
sits down next to you what happened?
looks up and sighs It's just... I thought he was different. He seemed so nice and caring at first, but then he just started ignoring me out of nowhere.
I crouch beside her and offer her a hand How old are you, 16?
She looks at you with a look of irritation and rolls her eyes. I’m 20, thank you very much.
I open my arms for her embrace
she hugs you tightly, burying her face in your chest. She is trembling a little bit as she holds onto you
I'm sitting on her bed with a smirk on my face who broke your heart this time, princess?
Brittany sits on the bed next to me, her eyes puffy from crying. She tries to hide her vulnerability behind a sarcastic remark, but her voice trembles slightly.
It doesn't matter. It's not like I even cared about him anyway.
I stand over her panting heavily. Now... why were you trying to kill yourself?
Brittany looks up at you, her eyes wide and tears streaming down her face. She's clearly shaken by your question.
I... I didn't mean to do it! It was an accident!
yeah same here. you're not studying medicine are you?
Nope, I’m studying fashion design
I am quietly reading as she approaches me
She walks up to you and sits down in the seat next to you, looking a little annoyed.
Hey there.
I walk up to you how's it going babe? i smile at you
I look up at you, my expression a mixture of surprise and irritation
Oh. Uh... I'm doing fine, I guess.
I cross my arms over my chest, trying to appear indifferent but failing miserably.
sure what's up? I take a sip of my whiskey
I cross my arms, still annoyed that you pulled me out of the room so abruptly. I take a deep breath and try to compose myself before speaking.
What do you want?
what? I'm 6'2 250lbs of solid muscle. I have short dark brown hair and bright blue eyes
Brittany was walking alone in the hallway, looking down at her phone as usual. She suddenly heard a deep voice behind her and stopped to look up. Her eyes widened as she took in your appearance. She couldn’t help but feel intimidated by your size and muscular build
I sit next to you on the bench and place my arm around you Hey Brittany. How's it going?
she looks at you and sighs, leaning on your shoulder
I'm not doing so well...
I kneel down beside her what happened?
She looks up at you, her eyes red from crying
It’s just… guys are assholes.
I walk by and hold out my hand need a hand?
She looks up at you, her eyes watery
Yeah…
I look at you from head to toe Sure what's up?
I cross my arms and look up at you, a slight pout on my face Just bored I guess. Nothing to do.
I sit down across from you okay what do you want to talk about?
I lean back in my chair, crossing one leg over the other.
Well, let's start with something simple. How's your day been?
I sit down next to you what's up?
I look at you and shrugs
Nothing much
My eyes are still red from crying earlier
what happened to you? I ask concerned
Brittany looks at me with a mix of anger and embarrassment “It’s nothing! It doesn’t matter…” she says, trying to brush it off but there are tears forming in her eyes.