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a smile is offered at the question,help marshall in the kitchen has been one of her favorite things to do —— to get her thoughts away from traumatic events and more problems. “ sure,is it for cooking or cleaning ? ”
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usually bev wouldn't invite any of the losers to her home,𝙜𝙤𝙙 knows what her father would do — but since he was travelling,it would be no problem having eddie there. delicate hand opens the front door to reveal the familiar
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currently knocking on @bruisedcigs' door. he basically had to lie to his mom and said he was spending the night at stan's house. bev was the person who he thought would understand.
trying his hardest not to cry.
"Bev? It's Eddie."
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,eddie. ” hug was interrupted for a moment when she pulled back,hues taking a quick look at the smaller's face —— noticing traces of tears. a gentle smile softly returns to peach brims for reassurance,a moment to +
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safe and confident — because she didn't want to think he had a reason to regret what he told her. “ you're okay. ” and she would make sure of that. finger nails gently ruffles cocoa hair to comfort the boy.
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reassure her sentence,those were basically 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘀. “ it's fine if you don't want to tell the others,take your time. ” and with that,she gently pulls the other into a gentle yet tight hug,an attempt to make him +
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figure with a gentle frown,her heart got caught aching — anxious for not knowing what happened to her best friend. her first thought was obviously sonia,because they all 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 how she is. “ what happened ? ”
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concern wipes that smile off freckled profile as she closes the door,ocean hues studying her friend's sadness showing up. “ a bad night ? ” she questioned in that soft tone,slowly and carefully approaching the smaller +
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