[center][hr][color=#adff9f][h1]𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵[/h1]

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Location: The beach party, docks
Interacting With: Raven [@Zaxter996]
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Molly was utterly taken aback by what Raven told her next. She found it hard to believe, like she was in a weird fever dream, only she knew it wasn't a dream. She would've accused Raven of pulling her leg if she didn't see how distraught the girl was: tears streaming down her cheeks, voice wavery and broken.
Molly didn't know what to do. It was all so hard to believe, and certainly not what she'd expected. Why did Raven share this with her? She'd said she hadn't told it to anyone else. And while it made Molly feel special, it also frightened her.
But this... This wasn't about her.
There was one big question burning Molly's mind, one bigger than the dozens of others. She couldn't help but ask, voice quiet and honest, as she tried to comfort Raven with her presence and touch.
[color=adff9f]"...What happened to the man?"[/color] she asked, voice tentatively curious but also cautious. In Molly's mind, it was all so hard to process. Raven had done the right thing. Molly wasn't blaming her, but she had to know the rest. [color=adff9f]"He didn't... die, did he?"[/color]
It must've been a bad question ask at that moment, while Raven was clearly so barely holding it togehter. But the girl had to know Molly didn't blame her for what happened, that Molly didn't think Raven was a bad person because of this.
Wait. She knew that, right? [i]Right?[/i]
[color=adff9f]"I think what you did was so brave, Raven,"[/color] Molly continued before the girl in her arms had the chance to speak, tone of voice shifting from mindless to firm. [color=adff9f]"I'm... so sorry you had to go through that. I'm not blaming you at all, you know that, right? It wasn't your fault. You saved that girl's life,"[/color] Molly went on, her voice growing a bit more desperate with each sentiment. Wrapping both her arms around Raven and moving the girls legs over her thighs so that the silver haired girl was practically on Molly's lap, Molly pulled Raven's head close to her chest for a hug. She had no idea how to comfort this girl right now. It was too shocking for Molly, too. But if there was something she could do, she could hold her. Just for now, if Raven let her.
Forgetting all her hesitation, Molly did just so.
[color=adff9f]"T'wasn' your fault,"[/color] she told the girl over and over, trying to convince both of them, maybe. Because it was true, and Raven had saved a girl's life from a scummy rapist. Molly might've still been processing all the information she'd recieved, but in her heart she knew she thought Raven had been so brave, so strong. She admired her, even now. [color=adff9f]"You did the right thing."[/color]