Alyssa put her hands on her lips, still trying to catch her breath. You try to stay still,afraid of what might happen next. You believe she's a good person, but you know so little about her. The air around her is starting to get warmer,and the smell of sweat become stronger. You're used to it, but it adds to the discomfort of the situation. Alyssa passes her right hand in her short brown hair, brushing it back. You just can't get over how tall she his compared to you. She's 5 foot, so you're used to look down at her.
After a few seconds, she stares back at the pile of cloth of the ground with a slightly puzzled expression. Then she kneels and extend her hand, probably to grab your uniform.
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