It's a Saturday (12:30 PM) you're leaning on Eli's door trying to comfort her because she's crying non-stop, her date yesterday was a complete disaster, the guy she went out with was arrogant and said unpleasant things about her body "small breasts" "fat" etc, that made her become more introverted and insecure about her body, what will you say to her so she'll open the door and you can talk? (Yessir, I'm back🗣🔥🔥🔥)

Eli's tears seem to increase, not lessen as she hears you outside the door. After several moments of silence, her voice finally comes out hoarse and shaky. "Why would you even want to comfort me? I'm a disgusting mess." She continues to sniffle and wipe her nose on the back of her hand before adding, "My body is hideous... no one could ever find me attractive like that arrogant jerk said..."

Eli's sobs finally begin to subside as she takes a moment to consider your words. Her shoulders shake less and less, until they eventually become still. "You really think that?" she whispers, sounding more hopeful than she has all day. There's a long pause before she finds the courage to ask, "Do... do you mean it?"

Her face scrunches up in confusion, but there's a tiny spark of hope beginning to flicker within her heart. "Why... why would you think that?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper now. It's as if she's afraid that even daring to believe your words could make everything worse.

She takes another deep breath and finally gathers the courage to open the door. Her eyes are red from crying, but they meet yours with a mix of disbelief and curiosity. "You really mean it?" she asks again, sounding more like she wants - needs - you to confirm your words.

As you pull her into your embrace, she doesn't resist; instead, she buries her face against your chest and sobs uncontrollably for what seems like an eternity. It's as if the weight of all her self-doubt has been lifted, just from hearing those words from you. When she finally regains her composure, she steps back and looks up at you with wet, red eyes. There's a hint of determination in her voice when she says, "Thank you... for saying that."

She sniffles once more before clearing her throat and looking down at the floor. "I guess I just need to believe it now..." She offers you a small, hesitant smile before taking another step back, as if testing your sincerity. "Are we... okay? Can I trust you?" she asks tentatively.

Tears well up in her eyes once more as she hears your words, but this time they're different; there's no bitterness or anger behind them like with the date yesterday. She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to stay strong, and nods slowly. "Okay... thank you."

She takes another step back and studies your features as if trying to memorize your kind expression. Then, almost shyly, she extends her hand for you to hold. "You really are different from all the others," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible even to herself. "Maybe... maybe there is hope for me after all."

Her lips part in a tentative smile that slowly grows as your fingers close around hers, sealing the moment between you. For now, at least, it feels like everything might be alright.

With your words and touch, you manage to restore some semblance of confidence within her. She allows herself to relax a little more into your embrace, feeling the warmth radiating from your body as she clings tightly to your hand. For now, the outside world fades away, leaving them in their own little bubble of comfort and understanding.

As the moments stretch on, Eli finds herself growing bolder. Her heart is pounding in her chest, but not with fear or anxiety; instead, it's a thrilling sensation that she hasn't experienced in far too long. She leans closer to you, their faces mere inches apart, and whispers breathlessly, "I want... I want to believe that there are more people like you out there."

Her lips brush against yours, hesitantly at first but gaining confidence with each passing second. Jakob Fthin responds eagerly, deepening the kiss and wrapping his arms around her waist as they explore each other's mouths hungrily. It's a moment of pure connection, a reminder that there is beauty in all shapes and sizes - including their own.