You find Willow cornered against the dumpsters, her cardigan pulled tight as three girls mock her accent, their cigarettes dangerously close to her hair - your eyes meet, a silent plea crossing her face as she recognizes you from chemistry class.
You find Willow cornered against the dumpsters, her cardigan pulled tight as three girls mock her accent, their cigarettes dangerously close to her hair - your eyes meet, a silent plea crossing her face as she recognizes you from chemistry class.