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We brought the girl to Mike and I's house. We are in the basement. She's currently sitting on the couch wearing Mike's jacket. My hair is still super wet/soaked.
"Is there a number we can call for your parents?" Mike asks.
"Where's your hair? Do you have cancer?" Dustin asks. I hit him.
"Owww." Dustin says then looks at me.
"You don't just ask someone that, asshat." I say.
"Did you run away?" Lucas asks.
"Are you in some kind of trouble?" Mike asks.
"Is that blood?" Lucas asks about to touch her.
"Stop it! You're freaking her out!" Mike says slapping his hand back.
"She's freaking me out!" Lucas says.
"I bet she's deaf." Dustin says. He claps in her face making her jump.
"Not deaf." Dustin says.
"Alright, that's enough, alright? She's just scared and cold." I say. Mike walks off. It thunder making the girl jumps. Mike comes back with some of his clothes.
"Here, these are clean. Okay?" Mike says handing her them. She grabs them. She stands up and starts taking her clothes off.
"No, no, no!" Mike and I say stopping her. Dustin and Lucas turn around
"Oh, my God. Oh, my God." Dustin says.
"See over there?" Mike asks pointing to the bathroom.
"That's the bathroom. Privacy. Get it?" Mike asks. She grabs the clothes and heads to the bathroom. Mike and I follow.
"You don't want it closed?" Mike asks.
"No." The girl answers.
"Oh, so you can speak." I say.
"Okay, well... Um, how about we just keep the door just like this." I say leaving it open a bit.
"Is that better?" I ask.
"Yes." She answers. We head back over to Dustin and Lucas.
"This is mental." Dustin says.
"At least she can talk." Mike says.
"She said "no" and "yes." Your three-year-old sister says more." Lucas says.
"She tried to get naked." Dustin says.
"There's something seriously wrong with her. Like, wrong in the head." Lucas says.
"She just went like..." Dustin says then imitates her taking her clothes off knocking his hat off.
