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He looked at me, so did his manager and the dresser. Unsure of what to say, the dresser fumbled with her make up box.

“I’m sure there’s something here I can do to hide this.” The poor lady said, with her fingers ransacking through the box of make up.

“Wouldn’t that get those wounds inflamed?” The manager finally choked out a sentence.

“It might, shall we leave it then?” The dresser said hesitantly, unsure of what to do at this current stage. “How about Luhan draping his tuxedo over her shoulders?”

“Yes,” Daniel said unsure, “it will look, er, fantastic.”

And all this time I looked to Luhan, feeling a little ashamed of myself at his scrutiny. Then he pinched his nose a little, before looking to Daniel.

“Tell them that we are unable to attend,” Luhan said in a small yet firm voice, “Tell them she slipped and injured her right hand.”

“Okay,” Daniel said before hurrying the lady out of the room together with him.