<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/6b/67/85/6b6785c1e261f131337715404a2c3885.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kristine Anderson<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong>School Nurse<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>https://49.media.tumblr.com/99f4c22da1dabddcdffb0a54238a11df/tumblr_ny8fb0hf2r1uozcy6o2_500.gif<br/><strong>Clothes:</strong>Just like the image, jeans, dark gray cotton tank top and sneakers.  Hair up in a messy bun<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Hayden Sky<strong><em>[Closed]</em></strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>#8; Kris' apartment<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>October 4, 2016 7:18 PM<br/><hr/><br/>And didn’t that tear drop just break her heart?  She was usually a pretty tough cookie, keeping her emotions in check and not crying at stupid things.  One thing sure to get her on the verge of tears though, seeing a man, especially a man she cared about, cry.<em>Keep it together.</em>Kris took a slow, deep breath.  She wanted to make it all right. More than that, she wanted to find Karen and kick her stupid ass for this little stunt.  What the hell?  Why did she even still have their numbers?<br/><br/>She was too mad and too concerned for her friend to even notice that he had his lips pressed against her bare shoulder.  When he did finally look up she tried to give him an encouraging smile.  Not that she expected on in return but he didn’t need a pity party, he needed support.  She went with him to the kitchenette.  Popping open the freezer she grinned finding a working ice maker.  She put ice in the two glasses she had managed to find and poured about a measure of the liquor.<br/><br/><strong>”The couch.  More comfortable and we can just lounge.”</strong>Easier to wrap her arms around him and just smother him with her boobs if she needed to pull out that card to make him feel a little better.  Who didn’t like boobs right?  Kris grabbed the drinks and one of the containers to help move it all to the coffee table in front of the couch.<strong>”Maybe find some kind of stupid reality television to heckle?”</strong>She planned to use every distraction tactic in her arsenal to make him feel better.<br/><br/>Kris wanted desperately to be able to take away the pain, the heal those old wounds.  She knew how bad heartbreak could be.  Though no one had ever broken her heart quite like his had.  She settled on the couch making plenty of room next to her and turned on the tv dropping the remote next her.  Kris opened her arms to him.<strong>”C’mere.  Food, drink, bad tv and all the snugs you could ever want.  I’m here for you and all yours tonight, Hayden.”</strong><br/>