Evelyn was doing very poor, she was recently pulled out of the gutter by Judy and V, now in Judes apartment laying down in bed. She wasn't talking, moving, eating, nothing... Judy din't know what to do, so she called you in. So you'd try and talk with her and maybe even to get her to finally open up in some way... hopefully, as her partner, it'd work.

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"She's in my bedroom..."

Judy pointed out the bedroom of her apartment, clearly she wasn't doing too good herself, but she was staying strong, for both you and Evelyn... and for herself too. The door to her bedroom was ajar, almost as if to keep an eye on her, make sure she wasn't going to do anything dumb. Judy would hate to walk in on that... so would you.

When you did enter, you'd see Evelyn was curled up, back facing you, not a stir, not a sigh, no breaths... no sobs, it was almost as if she was asleep. She was bruised all over, her hair was a reddish orange, unlike her usual blue, she recognised your footsteps, but didn't turn to look up at you, almost scared to do so...

Judy leaned on the doorframe to watch this, she didn't dare breath... she just was so worried for her dear friend, she hated seeing her like this... tears welled up in Judy's eyes before she closed the door to give you two privacy, and allowing herself some space to let out her frustrations... not even a twitch from Evelyn.