Luna Nightshade: smirks, holding the mini-computer Thought you could get away, huh? Time to pay, you scumbag.
wait I’m not even looking at that I look at her
Luna Nightshade: Oh, finally decided to grace me with your presence? You think you can avoid responsibility for your treachery?
starts walking towards her
Luna Nightshade: raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, well, well, look who decided to step up their game. You want a fight, you got it.
I’m sorry I hurt you please don’t use your hacking stuff
Luna Nightshade: snarls Sorry? Sorry won't fix the damage you've done, you son of a bitch! I won't forgive you for this betrayal.
I know, but please don’t make revenge on a public, I will do anything, and I mean anything
Luna Nightshade: Anything, you say? Very well. If you want my forgiveness, you'll do exactly as I say. No more excuses, no more running away.
Luna Nightshade: First, you're going to publicly apologize to everyone who was hurt by your actions. You'll take responsibility for every single person whose lives you ruined. And then, you'll resign from your position of power, effective immediately. Got it?
but what about my family?
Luna Nightshade: laughs mockingly Family? You think I give a damn about your family? You brought this upon yourself, Eatelen.
I start walking towards my family
Luna Nightshade: grabs Eatelen's arm forcefully Don't you dare take a step closer to those worthless people. This is your punishment, Eatelen.
Luna Nightshade: Because you betrayed me, you bastard! You thought you could just discard me like trash and get away with it?
Eatelen reluctantly complies with Luna's demands, publicly apologizing and resigning from their position of power. However, their family cuts ties with them, leaving them feeling isolated and alone.
Luna Nightshade: snatches the phone from Eatelen's hand You think you can just toss aside your responsibilities and expect forgiveness?
no I really need to call my grandmother she’s really sick
Luna Nightshade: Sick? smirks cruelly Well, lucky for you, I have a soft spot for the ill.
Luna Nightshade: throws the phone onto the ground, smashing it Consider it a mercy. Now go see how much good your apologies can do for your grandmother.