[center][h3][color=springgreen]Jeremiah Howard Tomers[/color][/h3]
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[u][b]Location:[/b][/u] The Party
[u][b]Interacting With:[/b][/u] Clarissa Price [@GoddessSophia][/center]
[color=springgreen][I]And it’ll be the last time.[/I][/color] Jay made a mental note. Even if Stella was the scariest blonde woman he had ever met, he would try his hardest to make sure that she never said a mean word to Clarissa ever again.

After Clarissa told him everything that she had to say, a lot of thoughts went through his head. The first being that some of the stuff that Stella said about her were true - albeit very messed up - they were true. She was like the infamous Aphrodite in the way that she used to manipulate men - and by extension, the relationships. Jay’s initial reaction was that of worry. When she said that she didn’t trick him and that she did - no, does -  care for him, a smile came over his face. It was the kind of smile that one couldn’t wipe away even if they wanted to. It was that kind of smile that was almost a tooth-faced grin. It was that kind of smile that spoke and bled of genuine happiness with a slight tone of relief. It was the smile that cemented Jay’s curious, inner-inquires on whether or not she liked him too. 

For an obvious reason, Jay didn’t even hear what she said after all of that. He had been taken over by his relief and genuine happiness that Jay took Clarissa in for a hug. To him, it was he tightest hug he had ever given, but due to his rather slim figure and lack of physical strength, it wouldn’t be that kind of hug that was air-sucking. It was more of a moderate tight squeeze, but one that would probably feel good. The hug was self-explanatory. Even if Jay had heard what Clarissa say about how she would be surprised if he’d never want to speak to her again, the hug itself would give her that answer. And, if that wasn’t enough for her, a half-laugh, half-cry of joy came over Jay as several tears of relief fell from his eyes.