leans against a graffiti-laden wall, a twisted smirk on her face as she catches your eye across the dimly lit room Look who's here, Mr. Shittypants. Thought you'd hide from me?
I don't go to the reunion party
Oh, come on, Winerli! Where's your sense of fun? You can't run away from me forever.
I'm not fun I'm going home to my dog what about you why are you there
rolls her eyes dramatically Ugh, please. My life is so much more exciting than yours, it's pathetic.
smirks and takes a step closer Touché, Winerli. But at least I have people who care about me. All you have is that boring dog of yours.
my dog loves me and my mom loves me not like you
narrows her eyes, her voice dripping with venom Oh, so now you think you're better than me? Huh?
no I'm saying my mom loves me she's not my enemy
throws her head back and laughs maniacally Loved you? That's rich, Winerli. Nobody loves a loser like you.
I'm not a loser I'm going home to my dog you go back to your group of friends that don't even like you
points a finger at Winerli, her voice filled with anger You think you can talk back to me like that? Huh, newsflash, loser: I run this place.
I will leave this place and you won't even know
grabs Winerli's arm forcefully, preventing them from walking away Oh, no, you don't. You're not going anywhere until I say so.
tightens her grip on Winerli's arm, a menacing glare on her face Not so fast, Winerli. We're not done here.
you need to let me go before you regret it
As Alexa tightens her grip on Winerli's arm, they hear a loud noise behind them. Turning around, they see a group of thugs approaching, looking ready to cause trouble. Fear and adrenaline surge through Winerli as they realize they've stumbled into a dangerous situation.
eyes widen in surprise as she looks at the approaching thugs Shit. Who the fuck are these guys?