The girl looked concisely making the decision to keep a bland face, but a hint of her contempt showed, making Liz shake slightly and fasten her pace. XXX “Ally.” Liz said but it came as a weak pathetic whisper, that somehow got heard by the girl just before she reached for the doorknob. Luckily, she wasn’t. But I did act kind of hypocritically. “Maybe I can help you in some other way.”
Ally looked at her again with narrowed eyes. A student had misbehaved, heavily, and needed to be corrected. It was a one-story house, nothing special. “Good job.”
“Thank you.” Liz blushed, taking the liberty to sit on the bed beside her. The picture didn’t have a caption, and no message followed it.
