𝘚𝘏𝘌’𝘚 𝘈 𝙈͟𝘼͟𝙉͟𝙀͟𝘼͟𝙏͟𝙀͟𝙍͟ . . .

he smiled placing her down but kept her close. now it felt like he was back home. “when did you get back to town??”

oh .. she doesn’t need to fight anyone. but she really appreciates it. things are kind of falling apart at home again.

well look who it is little Miss Brooke Davis he's picking her up and spinning her around in a hug.

good!

oh, that’s sweet! well, she’s happy to help.. bad days feel smaller when you don’t face them alone.

not a thing! Is that lame?

they should try that nice little coffee shop down the street, then! and if it helps, she can vent later—or not at all.

going okay! how about you, Brooke?

a woman of taste, i see .

morning!

getting ready takes hours! cute outfit, by the way .