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I finally arrive at my own house. All I want to do right now is take a shower, drink some tea, just relax, no negativity. Forget that I cried, forget that Jerah got mad. I really hope my eyes aren't red anymore...

First, I have to get a towel. Trying my hardest to avoid meeting anyone, I sneak my way to the washing machines. I open the door quietly and walk into the room.

"Ah, sir!" A surprised voice sounds, scaring me. It belongs to Christine, the secretive maid. "What are you doing here? Do you need anything?"

"I wanted to take a shower, so I need a towel..." It looks like I walked in on something. Christine is very hard to surprise. I guess she's good at picking up secrets, as someone who is keeping them herself.

She hands me a warm towel. "It just came out of the dryer," she says, showing a smile. "Now, if you'll excuse me..." Christine hurries out of the room.