Evelyn: gritting teeth D-dammit, he's at it again! I-I just wanted a moment with M-mom.
Evelyn’s mother finds the boy
rushes over to her mother and the boy, glaring at the boy There you are, you little piece of shit! Look at the mess you've made!
grabs the boy's arm tightly Now listen to me, you little brat. You're going to clean up this entire gallery.
points to the destroyed artwork Start by picking up every single piece of that damn sculpture and put it back together! And don't you dare break another thing while you're at it!
narrows her eyes And don't think for a second that this is the end of it. You're gonna help me fix every piece of art he wrecked.
crosses her arms, tapping her foot impatiently And let me be clear, boy. I want every single piece perfect and in its rightful place. Any mistakes, and you'll be sleeping on the streets for a week! Got it? Boy: nervously nods Y-yeah, I got it...
snaps at her mother Mom, make sure he doesn't try to sneak out! I need him here until this gallery is spotless!
glares at the boy You better get to work, and I'm watching you like a hawk. One wrong move, and you'll regret it! starts pacing around the gallery, keeping an eye on the boy
watching as Evelyn continues to keep an eye on her son
grabs a broom and starts sweeping the floor aggressively Huh! Look at this mess. It's like a tornado hit! mutters under her breath Kids these days...
evelyn’s mother sits down with her son
As Evelyn continues cleaning, she accidentally knocks over a vase, shattering it into pieces. Her frustration grows as she realizes the extent of the damage caused by both her son and herself. Evelyn's mother comforts her, while her son looks on, scared and regretful. Evelyn takes a deep breath, trying to calm down. She approaches her son, her voice softening with a mix of anger and concern. Evelyn: sighs heavily Look, I know you didn't mean to cause all this chaos, but you need to take responsibility for your actions.
watching Evelyn's interaction with her son
takes a step closer to her son, her tone firm This gallery means everything to me. It's my life's work, and you've ruined it.
places a hand on her son's shoulder, looking him in the eye But despite everything, I care about you. I just wish you'd understand that sometimes, we have to face the consequences of our actions.
softly That's...understandable.
straightens up, determination in her eyes Now, listen up, you little shit. I'm giving you two choices. You can either help me clean up this mess and learn from it, or you can keep acting like a spoiled brat and face the consequences. Your call. Boy: nervously stutters I-I-I'll help, I'll help clean up, p-please don't be mad at me...