Wiping frantically at her eyes, trying not to push one of the contacts out, Brandy found breathing while crying to be a labor she did not like. This was unfamiliar; this was disgraceful. Especially in front of someone like Alessa.
"B-But..." she sniffed, grabbing Alessa's shoulder. Then she broke out one of those weepy, Lifetime channel friendship smiles. "I'm scared f-for you too, BFF! So here..."
The girl slid off a mood ring she wore on one of her left hand's middle fingers and grabbed Alessa's hand, placing the ring on one of her fingers. Then she grabbed the shorter girl again and hugged the living daylights out of her. And wouldn't. Let. Go.