you give love a bad name / open

[london r.]

Although London had never been in love before, she knew heartbreak like a dear friend. One she hoped no one would ever have to deal with. She could still feel the phantom pain of having lost her entire family way before it was their time to go; to see another filled with the same ache from loss and betrayal was awful. But what was she to do? London had yet to meet Play, so the albino clouded leopard had no idea how she could possibly make her feel any better, especially without knowing the kind of situation the other was in.

Was it better leave her alone, or offer some kind words of encouragement? If it were London, she wasn't sure if she would be particularly fond of a stranger offering their two cents to a private issue. Although then again, London would also not wallow in alcohol. But since Killua was there, offering support, she figured she might as well join him. Standing next to her friend somehow made her feel a little more confident. It made her want to stop being an ignorant bystander and instead become a concerned clanmate. "Hey, sounds like you've had it rough. If there's anything I can do to help, I'd love to." the girl offered sympathetically, her voice carrying a British accent.

London