-Dean flies away-
Myrtle waves awkwardly
(Timeskippy to the next day)
Myrtle's in the park sitting under her tree. She's curled up in a ball, sobbing hysterically
-Dean walks up to her-
"Oh my goodness what happened?!"
-He squats down and looks at you,he has comfort in his eyes.-
Myrtle: I-I...i-it's n-othing...
She sniffles, not looking Dean in the eyes
-he hugs you,his muscles are very comforting-
Myrtle: O-oh!
Her eyes widen in surprise, she's not used to being comforted. She tenses up for a moment before hugging him back
Myrtle: ...thanks...
"you're welcome"
Myrtle: ...
-he stops hugging-
"Whatever it is..can..dinner help?"
Myrtle: ...You...want to take me to dinner...?
She looks at Dean, mildly confused
