Aleas apartment

Alea knew right then and there that perhaps she didn't have a friend in lia. Here she was practically smothered under a pillow and lia wanted to leave. She kept it on her face it was always another way to end things perhaps it was best if she kept that pillow on there suffocate herself she knew noone would notice or care nessicarily.

Lia wasn't sure she was friends with Alea anymore, but that didn't mean she didn't want to help the girl. And little things were probably best at this point.

She lightly tapped Alea's neck and then pulled her face out of the pillows, whispering "Alea, I'm not sure what I can do for you. I want to help you and maybe be a friend, but right now, anything I'd do would probably make things worse. Right now, go pick yourself up, smile a little and everything will be better. They won't fix themselves, but it'll be just a bit easier to manage. Trust me. If someone like me can still be cheerful, someone as tough as you can too."

With those final words, Lia left Alea's bedroom, and went to pick up her shirt and other stuff so she could leave.