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When I left the storage room, I wasn't aware of my appearance. I only realized it when I saw Aly's face, who immediately sprayed me with the hose she had in her hand. "What the...!" I exclaimed, still with my mouth full of water. "Come with me, now!" Without waiting for my response, Aly took my hand, just as I had done when Mrs. Marlowe suggested she could be my mother, and led me to the women's restroom. Facing the mirror, I noticed the bruise on my neck. "Apply this," Aly ordered as she handed me some concealer, which I immediately dabbed onto the purple mark adorning my neck. "It was those two, right?" There was no point in denying it. The only embarrassing part was that it had been both of them, not just one, but I knew Aly would understand. I nodded as she continued to help me wi