Elodie stirred from her mattress, sitting up slowly and rubbing her eyes with her fists, she stretched and opened the door, where Jesse could see her in all her glory. The tussled, tangled hair, the sleepy eyes, and the puffy lips.
"yeah?–" she said, taking Jesse in, the first thing she noticed was the heavy, dark purple circles under Jesse's eyes
"wow—you look like shit Jess." She said, returning the favor of giving a nickname. She moved out into the hall, where Jesse was standing, and moved towards her, the caring and softness of her soul, coming out.
"Are you okay? you look terrible? did something happen?" she asked softly, a hint of concern coming through her words. She placed both her hands on top of Jesse's shoulders.