Jasmine wrote:
Ariadne sighed, leaning her head back so that she couldn't see Oliver. "When I was fourteen, I met this guy and he seemed great, he was kind and clever and- yeah. We got together, and then, early last year, just before I was fifteen, he started abusing me. It was verbal at first, and easier to handle- and- I thought I could stop it. But I can't, and he keeps hurting me, and I can't get away from him, and, yeah." she said, hiding her face, ashamed of what his reaction might be.
Scott grinned. "Yeah, but I'm clumsy, so I trip over a lot of the time." he said. "You're like some fairy. You move so smoothly and quietly, you're so precise." he said, smiling down at her. He was glad that he had made her a bit happier, even if it wasn't much.