((your Marcy))

Marcy and Sasha were..good friends is the light way to put it, Marcy was most likely having the worst day, her hoodie caught on fire several times today, she fell out of bed apparently in the middle of the night, you kept tripping, all this was happening, while Sasha, Sasha was being Sasha in her own little popular world, today, the two decided to go to the park, Marcy was on the ground, a small flame of fire on her hoodie, face down on the grass, holding up just a small ordinary flower she picked from the ground, Sasha just looking down at it for a second, before laughing fondly at the other girl, a blush growing on her face a fond smile on her face as she took the small flower from the other, putting out the small flame with her fingers