After Mike left her alone, Haley finally moved toward the bathroom to check her condition. She was still wearing her clothes from last night. But her makeup was a mess, and her hair was like a bird's nest.
She would be appalled by her appearance if her situation had been different. But at that moment, she did not care about how she looked. Still, she did not want people staring at her. She did not want them to suspect that anything was amiss.
Quickly, she washed her face, removing all the stains that reminded her of her pain. Then, she combed her hair with a brush she found on the counter, deciding to tie her hair in a messy ponytail before fixing her clothes.
"I guess that would do." She did not have any plans to do a sleepover. Therefore, she had no other change of clothes.
Then, she exited the room where she slept and slowly moved down the stairs. It was slowly coming back to her, remembering going to that room and locking herself up to cry all night.
