“All struggles make ya stronger, it jus’ depends on how long you suffer with that struggle.” He said, knowing he had his own personal one that he knew was ridiculous but he was having the most trouble moving past it. He honestly just didn’t know where to start, really, on how to get past it. Holding out his hand and manifesting a plate of different types of cupcakes, he smiled to her with a nod. “I don’t really know what sweets you like so I picked this variety of cupcakes.”
"And the severity of the struggle I suppose... but I’d rather have managed to go my life without this...” She sighed gently. Sure she’d be okay, eventually but it still was fresh and still stung. Peyton’s jaw dropped when the cupcakes appeared in his hand and she just looked at him, then down to the cupcakes a few times. “That is... brilliant...” A smile graced her lips and she reached out picking a cupcake a random. “I’m not picky when it comes to sweets... this looks amazing.”





