Charlene was the girl that Felicity harassed for wearing an anti-bullying wristband three months ago. Charles was the guy that almost got beat up for wearing a My Little Pony T-shirt to school last year. Gale almost lost that fight that day, a little something she could reminisce about. Guys nowadays learned about Gale the hard way, and all of them learned how to avoid an excuse for her to intervene.

It was getting so boring she wanted to pick a fight at random.

This Charlotte, however, was some random girl Felicity bullied relatively recently, though for what Gale did not know. But this case was definitely something unrelated to Felicity, because even the alpha-bitch of school wasn't going to traverse the late afternoon rain for a chance to smack someone else in the face.

Gale picked up the towel and wrapped Charlotte's shoulders in it. She took a seat just beside her, but whatever words she could muster failed to materialise anywhere in her mind or mouth. There was a sinking feeling in her stomach when she realised she had [i]nothing[/i] to say. Even sighing seemed out of place for a situation like this.

All she did was look at Charlotte with eyes of pity.