When Tamie spent some fun time with Nick after their serious talk, she descended the stairs and walked down into the basement to access her room. Suddenly, she heard worried cries from the next door:
“Shiba, can you please take care of Astra’s injuries?”
“Go, Rianna! It seems to work!”
“Ugh, will she be okay?”
“Hey, Tiggie won’t get beat up so easily! She’ll make it! She’s our girl!”
The voices were so diverse… It seemed that all of those ‘sisters’ of Tiger were gathered in her room now, hoping she would recover from her wounds. Tamie remembered that she was completely unable to protect Tiger or assist her in any way in that incident.
*The way she is now, is partly my fault too.*
She clenched her fists, upset about her weakness again. She walked up to room Number 7 and knocked on th
