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Used to it? This was not what Asena wanted to hear. The girl could have said anything else and Asena would have accepted it. 'It's only like this the first half of the school year,' fine, what's four months anyway? 'They're making adjustments to the insulation,' okay, she could put up with a temporary inconvenience if it led to a long-term solution. 'If you submit a formal complaint, the caretaker will work on it,' not an immediate fix, but she could rally others to stuff the box for urgency's sake. But 'you'll probably get used to it,' what was she meant to do with that?????
"Yes, I am," she answered, ultimately accepting the defeat with a renewed determination to create something of her own. "Does it always rain so much?" It was a miracle this entire country wasn't severely Vitamin D deficient. Or depressed.
But what the girl said next gave Asena complete pause. Everything else up until this point was suddenly irrelevant.
"You cannot do that to your skin!"
She shook her head. Theatrically. With. Vigor.
This time, Asena spoke far more expressively, her hands coming alive in a dramatic, horrified gesture as her Turkish accent sharpened with absolute urgency. Hello??? She knew what she was talking about! "Craterotomy potions are terrible for you." Not immediately, of course. They certainly accomplished what they were designed to do on the surface, but— "They're harsh. They strip the moisture barrier completely and you will pay for it tenfold over time." You would have to start supplementing with a zillion other products just to undo the damage, and half of those would likely cause adverse flare-ups anyway. No, no, no. This was a tragedy in the making, and Asena Kaplan simply could not stand by and let a fellow teenager destroy her skin in the name of a quick fix and desperation.
Without missing a beat, Asena reached into the pocket of her bag and pulled out a small, exquisite glass bottle with a heavy gold cap - stamped with the unmistakable, elegant crest of Kaplan Co. "Put the cauldron away." She set the bottle down on the table between them with the absolute authority of a lead dermatology healer. "You are going to use this instead. It is a pure hydration serum - it's formulated to balance oil production without stripping your skin's natural barrier. Neutralize blemishes overnight without drying your skin. Two drops, morning and night." She'd feel the difference immediately. Potions stung. The serum felt like cold spring water. It was her holy grail.
She gave a decisive nod, crossing her arms over her chest as she finally processed the girl's introduction. "It's a pleasure." Cat, Asena thought, slightly bewildered. Do they name people after animals here?
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