Take Julie somewhere private for a drink.

Julie breaks down crying. You put your arm around her and she collapses into you.

"It's okay," you say, "Tommy's gone now. Hey, I know something that will make you feel better. Come on."

You lead Julie out of the locker room and head towards an old maintenance shed. You mentally wish for a few changes to the interior as the two of you walk towards it. You pull a freshly conjured key out of your pocket and unlock the door. Julie gasps at what she sees inside.

"There's a bed in here?"

"Yeah," you respond. Then you make up a story. "There was a fire several years back that burned down a ton of houses. They didn't have enough space for all the families, so they set up a bed in here. Can you imagine those poor people, everything they own gone, but at least they have this crappy little place to keep them off the street?"

Julie nods as she looks around the dank little room.

"Those people stayed here until they got back on their feet, but then the school never got around to cleaning it out. But I found the key, so I've been using it to keep a few things."

Julie sits down on the bed and wipes the tears from her eyes. She's calmed down, but is still on the edge of crying again. "Things? Like what?"

You reach behind some old boxes and pull out a six pack of beer.