this is perfect

[Here's the thing: Trish has had a bad feeling for a while. Jessica makes contact. She's always consistent about it almost to a weird degree for her. Something is off. She just hasn't known how to go about it or worse she wondered if maybe she was being as controlling as her mother was. Her indecision comes to an end when she opens the door to a bloody and confused looking Jessica. She does what any best friend would do in her shoes: pulls her inside, looks around to confirm no one is around, and shuts the door behind them. She truly has no idea what is going on here, but Jessica is hurt. She's going to be the one protecting her for once.]

What happened? Are you okay? [She rests her hands on Jessica's shoulders so she can really get a look at her.]