Yesterday was tough for Jess and I. Harder for her.
Spent most of the day in. Went to Michaels to get her a set of basic paint brushes for miniatures.
Got food, came home, comforted, painted, veg'd.
By the end of the night, both her eyes and mine were puffy and sore from all the sobbing.
All I can do is to be there for her.
That's why it SUCKS that I'
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