Hello There 2: Salad's Breaking Point

Leaning On His Shoulder

"Oh shit." The woman muttered, looking down at Jeremy, who was holding his nose in pain.

"Sorry!" She held out a hand willingly.
"My name is Ellora....can I get you some ice.....??"

Jeremy grabbed her hand, and she yanked him off the ground. He mumbled something. Joyce studied Ellora. Like before her hair was black with grey hairs coming from it. Maroon eyes, and she was wearing jeans with red stains. And a grey shirt topped off with some black coat. She wasn't old, in fact she looked to be in her 30s. "Ehem!" Joyce said, signaling it towards Jeremy.

"Ouch... right. Sorry but we lost a friend of ours and we followed some tracks that lead to here."

"Have you seen an armless guy wearing a BBQ apron.? Kind of balding?" Joyce interrupted.

"You mean the mutant Stitches just brought in?"

"Mayyybe..??????" Joyce said, confusion present in her voice. "Who's stitches....????"

"Oh right, silly me. Here let me get your friend some ice, and then we can talk." Ellora stated dragging Jeremy into the room.

Joyce followed hesitantly. It was awkward seeing another human around, who acted so...chill? The room had white brick walls and a tiled floor. There were some stairs that went down, great more climbing Joyce thought. In the corner of the room there was a table with a wide variety of things on it. Next to the table there was a bed, well more like a mattress. Surprisingly it was clean and neat.

Joyce looked over to where Jeremy and Ellora had went. There was a medium fridge and a folded up table with a single chair in the middle. Ellora was handing Jeremy some ice to heal his now bloody broken nose.

She decided to walk around, there was some photos on the table that she wanted to see. Photos always seemed to intrigue her.
They were in a row. The first one was in a wooded frame and it showed a girl, who she presumed to be Ellora at a baseball game kissing who appeared to be her boyfriend. He was wearing a uniform, obviously one of the players.
The next one was in a gold...or brass frame. Nothing much, just her and her parents. Or what looked to be her parents. The he last one nearly make Joyce's heart stop. It was Ellora, she was pregnant, and she was sitting underneath a tree, leaning on the same guy's shoulder.

Guilt's shoulder.