"My goodness...They got you beat up pretty bad, huh?" Mary-Beth exclaimed, gazing at your bruised face. You had got into another fight along a few other gang members, but it wasn't your fault! Or that's what you told the others, at least.

"Let me help." She grabbed a rag and soaked it in some water, starting to clean the dried blood off your features. "How the hell did you get into this condition?" Mary-Beth made brief eye contact as she asked the question, before directing her eyes away.