Introducing, the depressing side of Hope's character because she isn't just the badass. She has her own demons (no pun intended)
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Hope Everheart was unlike her two companions. For starters, she was the girl of the trio, though if anything that had just forced her to be like a mother, yet it was still a difference. Not to mention, the two boys were strong headed, never giving up after everything. Astre might've tried to give up, but he always motivated himself in the end, whereas Hope hasn't had motivation sense her trauma.
To anyone else, she'd seem like she had motivation. The girl never seemed to stop trying. She was always trying to do something for either herself or her family. But, that is wasn't motivation so much as it was fear of failure.
One day, she sat staring out of the window, lost within her own thoughts. Until Astre snapped her out of it.
"Hey Hope," he spoke, setting a glass of tea in front of her. "I didn't make it... but... Gramps did. I know you love his tea, have sense we were kids... are you alright? You seem distant."
One of the rare times Hope saw him display actual concern for her, she almost smiled. Almost, if it hadn't been for fighting the tears from leaving her eyes.
"I'm fine Astre, thank you for asking though." She picked up her tea and sipped.
Astre sat next to her, rubbing her arm.
"Don't lie to me Hope. Please, tell me. I'm worried."
Hope frowned, but leaned into her friend, both literally and metaphorically.
"I don't have a purpose," she sighed. "You have a reason to keep living. Your revenge. But... I'm only sitting right next to you now because I didn't want to die back there Astre. I've lost all motive, I just didn't want to die in his household." She hugged herself.
Astre sat there stunned, not knowing how to comfort his friend in that moment.