Supposed to be Secret Closed

Esme laughed at Boston's misfortune with the previous bean, she shook her head and wondered how putrid the one she was gonna eat was. She sniffed it, wondering if she could possibly cheat the system... alas it was completely odorless and what's more, she looked awkward. "I'm gonna eat it, I swear I'm not cheating." She quickly took a bite and spat the bean out so fast that it looked like a bullet whizzing toward the wall farthest from them. "Yep, that was raw fish... I hope this won't make my breath putrid... I'd rather not stink in public. I'm hoping this one is gonna be better too." She gives Boston the most appetizing looking one she could find, not that that really determined anything, it truly didn't mean a thing, then she picked on that was similar and tried her bean. It was a rush of deliciousness, raspberry, her favorite fruit. She looked to Boston hoping she was feeling the same, but as Esme noticed something, her bean fell from her mouth...



Esme watched as Boston had a growing red stain on her pantleg, the spot had been instantly recognizable and yet Esme couldn't quite understand. "I don't mean to alarm you, or something but... you're bleeding out, like it looks like death..." Esme struggled to speak as her face became a ghostly pale, she honestly thought that Boston might have been dying right in front of her, and yet it seemed like Boston didn't know yet. Esme nearly fainted, she clutched a wall behind her and wiped sweat from her brow.

@Boston Cardoni

"this one better be good." She said, taking the bean from Esme's outstretched hand and popping it into her mouth. She rolled it around her mouth with her tongue before chewing, and was delighted to taste raspberry instead of whatever monstrosity she had tasted earlier. "I got raspberry!" She grinned at Esme to see if she, too, had gotten lucky. Instead of responding, her face contorted into a horrified expression while looking at Boston's pants. "What?" She frowned and slowly looked down. At first she didn't see anything, then she tilted her lower body a bit and saw a patch of blood. Her heart stopped for a second. "Death??" Her eyes widened.

She was only 11. She had not yet been taught about the stages the female body goes through, and apparently neither did Esme. Boston's thoughts raced. "Death?" She repeated. "did you say death?" Boston did not want to die. She had plans for the future. She was going to help people, it'd be pathetic to die in a gross bathroom stall with someone she barely knew.

Boston inspected the blood stain again with a worried look. Upon seeing Esme's reaction, she calmed herself. Someone needed to be calm. "I don't know what to do.."

“Yes… death… Er… Do you need to be healed?” She watched as Boston also began to panic. She looked around for solutions, she grabbed her wand, and she was trying to think of the perfect spell in order to help Boston, but also thought about how she didn’t know many spells that could help Boston, she also realized she didn’t even know the root of the problem and this was all just a huge disaster. The color to her face was returning but she was still uncomfortable.

“Does it hurt? Are you injured or something…? H-how can you be so calm?” She shuddered with discomfort, hoping that it didn’t happen to her next… was it the beans? Did she poison Boston, did Boston fall? “Can you breathe?” She walked a little closer to her and looked around her for any types of injuries. “I hope I didn’t hurt you…. I-I’m really sorry if it was me.”

She went to the closest wall and crouched, with her back being supported on said wall, she cradled herself with an unfortunate expression, she might have even cried if she wasn’t so self conscious. “Wait… I think you should really think about this, do you have any thoughts that you can connect to this?”

@Boston Cardoni