bubblemom asked:
fuckin-jojo-and-jowi answered:
Jowi looked at her, quickly running over her, and noticing her upset tone and posture, before taking a deep breath as he tried to help this girl with whatever problem she was having,
“Thank you, but I’ve already eaten. You should eat, relax, tell me what’s got you so upset? We’re all friends here… I think. At the very least I’m not gonna just let you go on the rest of your day feeling like nobody cares.”
Caesar smiled at his words, but she couldn’t stop her heart from sinking again once he pulled it back up for a moment. She looked back down at thr box and chewed the inside of her cheek, scared she might just break down right there. She looked back up at him and took a deep breath.
“I offered one of these to my best friend and he treated me like all of the other girls who give him gifts. It’s not a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but I don’t want to be reminded of it.. So I don’t particularly want to eat my own.”
Jowi took her box and put it on the table, and then hugged her, “Its Okay to cry. It’s only human. Honestly you should just tell your friend how you feel. Make him understand that what he did was hurtful. And if that doesn’t help, then I’ll go talk to him.”
Caesar covers her face with her hands to hide her quivering lower lip while he hugged her. She didn’t know this boy at all, but he wanted to help her. She didn’t want to do any of those things though. She didn’t even want to see Joseph’s face again. At least not for a while. She simply shook her head, to afraid of her voice shaking to reply verbally.
“Hey, Hey, it’s okay.” He said, softly, “If he knows how it made you feel, he’ll apologize, and if he doesn’t, then I’ll have some words with him. Let him know about it. If he’s really your friend, then an issue like this should be easily resolved.”
He gently rubbed her back, doing everything he could to comfort her.
“Thank you..” Caesar whispers softly, pulling her hands to her chest so she can give him a kiss on the cheek. “You’re really sweet.. What’s your name, sweetheart?”
“Jonathan White, just call me Jowi.” He replied, allowing the kiss, but shaking his head, “You needn’t thank me. I simply wish to help whomever I can, because that’s what I enjoy.”