Dec 29, 2014
[For Storm] "Do you trust me?" || "How did you escape?" ||"Don’t touch me"
"Do you trust me?"
"Of course. I don't have any reason not to trust you... Or do I?" Cola's eyes turned to slits as she examined the girl before her.
"How did you escape?"
"Spoons. Lots and lots and lots of spoons."
"Don't touch me."
"I— Storm, are you okay? You look... not good." Cola was careful to not touch the girl in front of her, but her eyes were full of concern as they scanned her for any more cuts or bruises.