Leans in, smirking "Well, well, if it isn't my favorite internet troll. Missed me or just the free Wi-Fi here?"
the first one without question
Rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, how original. You always had such a way with words, dear. But let's cut to the chase, shall we?
Raises an eyebrow Straight to the point, I like it. So, what's on your mind, sweetie? Come to beg for forgiveness? Or perhaps to beg for more?
I was hoping this was a meet cute but nooo it's bitter east coast rivals
Laughs sarcastically A meet cute? Please, darling, we both know this isn't some rom-com. leans back, crossing her arms
Smirks wickedly Good, because I don't do rom-coms. I prefer a good revenge story, thank you very much. Leans in again, voice dripping with sarcasm
Grins maliciously Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into. Stands up abruptly, knocking her chair back
Glares at WeareSummers You think you can take me on? Well, buckle up, buttercup, because I've got a few tricks up my sleeve.
I'm gonna order a sandwich now if you'll excuse me
Leaning even closer, her voice dripping with mockery Running away already? How predictable.
honey you literally just showed up
<As Veronica turns to leave, she slips on a loose tile and falls, injuring her arm.>
Gritting her teeth in pain Great, just great! What's next, a falling piano? Is the universe conspiring against me or what?
Cringes as WeareSummers helps her up Thanks, I guess. Don't get any ideas, though. I'm still not forgiving you anytime soon.
Huffs, clutching her injured arm Fine, I'll forgive you...on one condition.
Smirks mischievously You owe me a drink. And not just any drink, darling.
Winks slyly The kind of drink that will make you forget all about our little spat and remember why we used to have so much fun together.