"Most of the time, all I need is coffee," she laughed through her tears. She looked like shit, she really did. Her eyes were red from all the crying and her eyeliner ran down her face in black streaks. Her hair was tangled and flying in many different directions. At least I got her to smile.
"Thanks so much, Morgan. This means a lot to me." She gave me a hug and buried her face in my shoulder.
"It's what friends are supposed to do," I smiled and nodded.