I finally lift my head up and look at her, with an expression that's clearly grateful. Can't go to my place though, because technically I don't really have a place of my own.<br/><br/>"R-really? Just talk right? 'Cause I'm ... I'm with Steffy and I don't want you to think, you know ... I mean you're cute and all, but ..." *blush*<br/><br/>"How about you're place? I've been living with Steffy since this all happened and ... well like I said, I get tired of burdening her with my issues all the time. Wait. Is it ... safe? I guess it must be if you're here, I'm just ... Just not thinking straight." *deep breath*<br/><br/>I take another look in the mirror, and while there is damage to my freshly redone makeup, it's minimal. I grab a tissue from my purse, and clean up a couple of minor streaks at the corners of my eyes, and call it good.<br/><br/>"Th-thanks Jaclyn. I'm ready to get out of here for awhile whenever you are."<br/><br/><br/>