Angeline found comfort within sirra's hug. She was so glad that she got comfort instead of insults,but she told herself not to get comfortable. She told herself that she didn't need any comfort,she would be strong from now on.Tears? there would be no such thing. Fear? that word did not exist anymore.She rubs at her eyes in an angry frenzy and lets down her hair. she's feeling much better now,and all she wanted was to prove she was alright. she didn't care how,but everyone had to know.She threw herself on the couch in frustration only to find that it didn't matter. no one would care.She smacks her forhead and whispers "it's the crazy aftermath of a breakdown talking is all.". she giggles at the this.she lies down on a couch cusion and is soon daydreaming about every little thing that pops into her mind,and has a glazed over look covering her face,and the world slowly drifting away.