Doing Jolyne/Hermes
Hermes didn’t know why she wanted to help her, maybe it was because the time she asked what Jolyne was in for and she answered her question with another question of such quiet intensity.
‘If I said I was framed, would you believe me?”
Lying with her now, she thought maybe she’d believe anything this strange girl said. Jolyne was beautiful, and burned with a strong purpose and she couldn’t help but be attracted to it. Hermes enjoyed it when Jolyne smiled but she was doing less of that recently. Their fight was long from over.
Hermes softly brushed the stray hair on Jolyne’s forehead away, and her gaze lingered on her closed eyes. Even in sleep she looked sad, maybe even lonely. Somehow she’d change that.
You cannot ground DIO 