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[img]http://i.giphy.com/Uuf27ufbyKNd6.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Grimm H.S.: Outside on the grass[/center][hr]
	Ashley had needed the moment of peace and quiet, of solitude. She was sure she wasn't truly alone but she figured that if the paparazzi were taking pictures in the distant shadows right now then she'd be okay. She could allow them these photographs if it meant she was alone with her thoughts at least. So long as they weren't pushing her down to get a panty shot she was fine, she could handle it. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling as she let it loose and she hugged herself, her shoes hitting off her hip as she did so. She wished Ada was here but knew that she and Kai had a lot of catching up to do, more than she'd rightly want to know but she was happy for them, mostly.

	Her thoughts were quickly interrupted as she heard Marc. He wasn't happy. Again. God damn it. She said nothing, letting him get the flood of warnings and horrors out as she stood in silence. She lightly chewed the inside of her cheek and watched his face. She could hear fear in his voice but she didn't really understand why he cared so much, now of all times, about what happened to her. Sure they'd always been on civil and friendly terms but she'd moved on and so, she thought, had he. Everything was upside down for Ash right now and she didn't know what to do anymore.

	She half expected him to drag her back inside but then he hugged her and said one line that caused her to feel more confusion than she had before. Finding it best to not speak more than she needed to right now, Ash swallowed the lump in her throat and hugged him back. Her hands caressed his back as she buried her face into the crook of his neck. She sighed and took in his musky scent, using it to help calm her some. He was still Marc and she was still Ash. Nothing had changed, just her mind it seemed. 

	Leaning back from the hug, small lines of tears streak down her cheek sans mascara this time as she hadn't reapplied more since her last session of tears. [color=crimson]"I'm sorry Marc. I just, I needed a moment to myself. Some weirdo came storming into the office and had a breakdown so I slipped outside. I'm sorry..."[/color] Her voice cracked slightly and she looked down at the ground as she apologised to him, unable to keep eye contact with him right now.[hr]