In the morning, after buying some porridge, Nancy ran right into Lana Caldwell, who was just returning from an internet cafe.
Lana Caldwell was in a foul mood; she'd just gotten into a fight with another girl at the cafe.
Nancy Hughes called out to her. Lana Caldwell turned around irritably. "Oh, it's you."
"You were at the internet cafe all night? What happened to your face?" Nancy Hughes demanded, noticing the fresh nail marks scratching her cheek.
Lana Caldwell touched her cheek, the memory making her grind her teeth in anger. "Got into a fight. That woman was completely shameless!"
"See? This is why you shouldn't be hanging out at internet cafes. It's not safe for a girl on her own!"
"Nancy Hughes, you sound just like your mother. Always nagging!"
"..."
Nancy Hughes watched her walk away, then hesitated for a moment before hurrying to catch up.
