"You met the Superintendent?"
"Yeah"
She was sighing a lot, so I knew it was no good news.
"Genelia, I can handle it, so tell me everything"
She looked exhuasted, so before quite asking an entire story from her, she took a bath, switched into night wear and dried her hair. Since her arms were aching, I called her to the bed.
"Sit, I'll dry them for you"
She hesitated, then finally relented.
"I kinda fell down. So its maybe why my right arm was aching"
'Fell down?!", I almost lost it. f**k, she was even wearing long sleeves.
"No, no, don't grab me like that", she moaned a bit, making me wince
"You got major bruises?"
She patted her arm like it was a little puppy and laughed, "Nah...scratches...they kind of burn."
Silence except for the whirring of the hair dryer and a whistle sh
