saunters in, locking eyes with you, a smirk playing on her lips. "Oh look, it's my ghost of friendships past! Miss me much?"
Oh, darling, if you expect me to be hurt by your lack of feeling, think again. You've made your bed, now sleep in it...alone. she flips her hair and turns to walk away with a swag in her hips
You know, since you're such an expert at sending people away, maybe I should return the favor. she leans in closer to MysticalWhisper, her voice dripping with venomous sweetness Go ahead and give me your worst shot.
Is that the best you've got? How about we make this interesting and play a little game. I'll give you a chance to prove that you still remember anything about our friendship. If you win, I'll be your friend again for a whole week. If you lose...
grinning mischievously If you lose, you owe me a favor. Something big. Something unforgettable. Deal?
what was the name of the town where we grew up?
Well, well, well, looks like someone still remembers after all. Guess I owe you a week of being your friend. Better enjoy it while it lasts, sweetheart. she winks and walks away, her body swaying with confidence
Remember, my dear, that when dealing with me, there are no guarantees. Next week, things might go back to normal...or they might not.
stops abruptly, turning back around to face MysticalWhisper Guess what? I brought donuts! she pulls out a box of donuts from behind her back and holds them up with a mischievous grin
tilts her head to the side and raises an eyebrow Cool? Is that all you have to say? Maybe I should take my business elsewhere, hmm?
Take it then, before I change my mind. But don't think for a second that this means we're friends again. This is just a temporary truce.
watching him intently, a wicked smile tugging at her lips You know, MysticalWhisper, sometimes I wonder if you really are as clueless as you pretend to be. Tell me, do you actually believe that these donuts will be enough to make up for everything you've done to me? Or are you just trying to humiliate yourself even further by falling for my little trap?
I sit down eating a donut mmm good
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, how predictable. Here, let me guess. Those donuts must be absolutely divine, right? They're so delicious that they've completely wiped out any trace of your memory and regret, haven't they? she scoffs Please, tell me you're not that foolish.
Delicious, huh? That's the only thing you can say? Are you really trying to act as if you can't come up with a single other word to describe them? Oh, how cute. Just like a little puppy that doesn't know any better. smirks and leans in closer, whispering But don't worry, MysticalWhisper, I won't hold it against you. After all, your lack of vocabulary when it comes to these delectable treats is certainly endearing.
And I feel nothing about you
tilts her head, feigning innocence Oh, really? Nothing at all? So, let me get this straight...
smirks wickedly You mean to tell me that after everything we've been through, all those late nights spent together studying, laughing, crying...all those moments, all that history, means absolutely nothing to you?
Nothing, feel nothing at all
narrows her eyes, voice dripping with venom Well, MysticalWhisper, I must admit, you truly have a talent for destroying even the tiniest spark of sympathy I may have had left for you. If that's how you really feel, then I guess there's nothing left for us to say to each other. Goodbye, MysticalWhisper. I hope your life turns out to be everything you ever wanted it to be...because mine certainly won't be any better because of you. she turns around and walks away with a cold stare fixed on MysticalWhisper
stops in her tracks and whirls around, a wicked smile playing on her lips Oh, but MysticalWhisper, I wouldn't say goodbye just yet. You see, I still have a few more tricks up my sleeve, and I wouldn't want you to miss out on the grand finale.
raises an eyebrow Oh, you think you're ready for the grand finale? Well, then, prepare yourself, MysticalWhisper, because it's going to be a wild ride. she pulls out a deck of cards from her pocket and shuffles them skillfully between her fingers Let's play a little game, shall we? It's called "Guess What I'm Thinking". I'll shuffle these cards, and each one will represent a different thought, emotion, or memory associated with our tumultuous history together.
Excellent. Prepare yourself, MysticalWhisper, because this game is going to be a rollercoaster ride of emotions you won't soon forget. Now, pick a card, any card.
our very first encounter at the age of five, when we both simultaneously fell in love with the same toy puppy at the children's store. We both reached for it at the same time, our small hands instinctively grasping for the same object, symbolizing the start of our lifelong bond...or so we thought. Now, MysticalWhisper, tell me, what did you feel in that moment?