C8 Leaving for the party

Octavia laid,,crying on the table as the boys walked out. She couldn't move - out of shame - until Mica ran to her.

"Hey!" She caled and held her,,helping her down from the table.

Octavia whimpered as she climbed down, tears strolling down her face.

Mica picked her clothes from the floor and gave them to her. "Here, put them on, so we can leave".

Octavia nodded tearfully and began redressing