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Who: Richard and Isabelle
What: Offering aid
Where: Richard's Place
When: Monday
Warnings: TBD


If he was really honest with himself, he had kind of expected this. Despite the coat of niceness John had, he knew what kind of person his brother was. Granted, a lot of that had been because of popular belief, but it always made him sigh to see John fit the stereotype. He'd only just restrained himself from going to his brother and giving him a piece of his mind, because that would go nowhere good.

Instead he'd focused on making sure the guest room was ready, and had cursed John while working. When he heard the doorbell he paused and then went to open it. He gave Isabelle what he hoped was a comforting smile and stepped back to let her in. "You holding up okay?"

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She was still visibly shaken. She had cried the entire way, proud of herself for standing up, but completely lost. She had imagined John to be so different. Had she really deserved any of it? Had she done anything to warrant such strong reactions. She was on his side all this time. Now, her world was flipped upside down and she couldn't stop crying. John had even gotten the cat.

She stood in Richard's doorway with knees that felt like they would drop right out from under her. For a moment she couldn't even get the words out of her mouth to say she was okay. She wasn't and her throat had closed up from the tears. Her face showed John's handiwork. Right across the cheek in a red stripe. It was already a little puffy.