Tattin' it Up! [Oblivion & Lani; Enter upon request]

She smiled slightly, one side of her mouth tipping upwards. "That's good. What happened?"

Claire's smile turned to a frown. "I... I was trying to find you two... I tried to avoid some people, a-and I... I hit my head on one of the clothing racks..." Sarah frowned a bit, rubbing her back gently. "It's alright... You're home now. You're safe."

Jasmine pursed her lips. "Do you need to see a doctor...?"

Claire shook her head. "No, I'm fine... W-Well, as fine as I can be right now... I'm glad.. I'm glad you're here..." Sarah nodded to Jazz, taking a moment to lift an empty orange vial with Xanex written on the side and wave it for her.

Jasmine nodded slowly, though she was biting her lip again. "What do you need?"

Claire shook her head, giving her hand another squeeze. "Just... this, right now... This is enough..." She settled her head back on the bed, her eyes half closing. Sarah sat up a little in the chair, stretching an arm over her head and yawning.

Jasmine smiled softly, "Do you want to talk or anything...?"

Claire cast a nervous glance at Sarah, before looking back at Jazz. "S-Sarah... Could you... leave the room. Please?" Sarah blinked a few times before nodding, exiting the room with a puzzled expression.

Jasmine sat up a bit, looking up at the girl curiously from where she knelt on the floor. "What...?"

Claire gave her hand a squeeze, sighing softly and closing her eyes for a moment. "Jazz... I-I heard your voice..."

She raised a brow, confused as she looked at the girl. "What... what do you mean?"

Claire rolled onto her back, looking up at the ceiling. "W-When we were at Death Formal... I-I heard you telling everyone to get away from me..."

Jasmine's face burned and she looked down, still holding onto the girl's hand. "Oh... that." She said, offering a shrug, trying to be nonchalant about it.

Claire gave a gentle smile, squeezing her hand. Small tears came to her eyes. "I-I just needed to say thank you... A-And I'm sorry... I-I wish you didn't have to see me like this... I'm pathetic."

"No." She said, looking up at her and standing. "No, do not apologize and do not call yourself pathetic. You are not." She reached her free hand out, pushing back the girl's hair so that it was out of her face. "Never apologize for things that you cannot control. Never down yourself. You are strong, beautiful, powerful, wonderful. Don't say or think, or let anyone else think otherwise."

Claire's face burned, taking Jazz's other hand and holding both in her hands. "I-I will... I promise... I-I'll be strong... For b-both of us. J-Jazz..." She bit her bottom lip, nervous and anxious, even with the Xanex.

Jasmine shook her head, "Never try to improve yourself for the sake of anyone else. Do it for you."

Claire shook her head, squeezing her hands. "I-I want to be strong for you, J-Jazz..." She looked away, pursing and smoothing her lips. "J-Jazz... I'm not good at t-this... But I-I want to... W-Would you want... To date me?"

Jasmine's eyes went wide as she stared at he. shocked. "You... you're asking me?"

Claire took a shaky breath, then nodded, smiling nervously. "I-I... I a-am..." She squeezed her hands again, maybe a little too tightly given the situation she found herself in.

Jasmine laughed, "If I didn't think it'd scare you, I'd hug you right now."

Claire took a deep, albeit shaky breath, before pulling Jazz towards her and almost certainly tripping her onto the bed. She wrapped her arms around Jazz in a tight hug, face flushing a bright crimson.

Jasmine's body went rigid as she all but toppled onto the girl, face flushed by the surprise and suddenness of Claire's actions. "Are you... Are you okay, Angel?"

Claire gave her a squeeze, squeezing her eyes shut. "I-I just... I didn't w-want to regret anything I-I didn't do right n-now... N-Now, w-when I'm... a-as close to normal a-as I can be..."

Jasmine laughed to herself, "Just push forward, little Angel. Don't doubt yourself"