We are a thousand years old, no histories and nothing to confess.

[ihadmittenson]

who: Brooke Davis, Elle Bishop and any other BNW folks that really want to pop in.
what: After finding out Dean's been lying to her, Brooke can't handle staying alone in Tree Hill, so she heads to New York to lean on one of the few people she still considers a friend.
where: New York City | Elle's apartment.
when: A week-ish after Dean's confession

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[blueshocks]

[Elle blinks a little at the knock on her door, muting the trashy talk show she had been watching. She'll have to find out who the real baby daddy was another day. She got up from her couch and made her way to the door, opening it. O hai thar Brooke.] I didn't know you were coming.

[ihadmittenson]

[ Brooke was just about to tuck tail and run, so it's a good thing you answer the door that quickly, Elle. ] Yeah, I know. Sorry.

If you're busy, I can leave. [ Which she'll actually be turning to do now. ]

[blueshocks]

[Yeah, Elle's grabbing your arm to stop you now Brooke.]

No, you're here. You're staying.

[ihadmittenson]

[ She glances down at said hand, then nods a little. ]

If you're sure.