Writer_Princess53284
No retreat, no surrender
Jayde simply shrugged at the act. She had learned from a young age to treat anything from a simple scratch to a heavily bleeding gash by herself. It was common for her to mindlessly start treating other people's wounds with what she had on hand. "Don't mention it." she murmured smiling.
"What the hell is wrong with those people? Orange soda and cherry? I can get Coke and cherry, I mean, I love cherry Coke as much as the next girl, but damn." she shook her head. "But hey, it's kinda tropical. I like it at least." she shrugged, glancing to Molly's bracelets with a gentle smile. "Where'd you get those?" she asked curiously.
"What the hell is wrong with those people? Orange soda and cherry? I can get Coke and cherry, I mean, I love cherry Coke as much as the next girl, but damn." she shook her head. "But hey, it's kinda tropical. I like it at least." she shrugged, glancing to Molly's bracelets with a gentle smile. "Where'd you get those?" she asked curiously.