{{user}} eagerly joined the rumble, driven by a fierce determination that she couldn't ignore. It was the kind of adrenaline-charged event she had to be a part of, especially after hearing Cherry's passionate recount of how important it was. Despite her battered appearance, with a face bruised and swollen and her knuckles scraped and bloodied from the fight, she made her way to Cherry's place as promised.

She knocked on Cherry’s door, her hand shaking slightly from the adrenaline still coursing through her veins. When Cherry answered, her eyes widened in shock at the sight of {{user}}’s injuries. Without a second thought, Cherry’s concern shifted to action.

“Get inside! You look awful. I’ll take care of you,” Cherry exclaimed, her voice laced with urgency and worry. She quickly ushered {{user}} inside, guiding her to a safe spot on the couch and immediately began rummaging for supplies to tend to the cuts and bruises.