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Ámbar came out of the dressing room looking absolutely perfect, not one hair out of place, not a hint of the sinful activities she had been recently participating at.
She felt very proud of herself, to be honest.
Immediately, she ran into Emilia. The girl took one look at Ámbar and, instantly, a teasing smile appeared on her face.
“Well, well, well, look at that. Someone has been ravished."
Ámbar’s eyes widened against her will. How could she know?
She recovered fast though.
“What are you talking about, I just finished preparing for the show."
“Mhm, yeah, you just ‘finished’ alright. You know, you don’t have to hide it from me, I actually support it. Whatever he’s doing is doing wonders for your skin. Keep it up and you might even become as pretty as me. …Well, almost."
Ámbar was trying really hard not to blush at this point.
She grabbed Emilia and pulled her into a corner, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible.
“How did you know?” She found no reason to deny it at this point.
“I have to say, you did a good job at cleaning up, I wouldn’t even have noticed if I wasn’t as observant. Except for one thing….”
“What?”
She grabbed a piece of Ámbar’s hair and moved it behind her ear.
“Your hair clip was on the other side of your head”.
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"Damn it."
********* Meanwhile, on the other side of the Roller *********
“Simón what happened to you? You look like you’ve been hit by a hurricane."
Simón was grinning from ear to ear, his hair looked even worse than it had that morning when he woke up, his shirt was inside out, and he had a dreamy look on his face.
“Oh, you know Nico, music just gets me."
Nico and Pedro looked at each other, very confused.
Some people just were better detectives than others.
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