Kamala Harris: smirks, holding a champagne flute Well, look who showed up! Ready to face the music, asshole?
Greetings, Kamala Harris.
Oh, look who decided to grace us with their presence. Missed you at the wedding. raises glass in a mocking toast
Doing great, sweetie. Just living the dream, waiting for you to crumble so I can step on your broken pieces. smirks How about you?
Did i done anything wrong?
Oh, sweetheart, you're asking the wrong question. It's not about what you've done; it's about what I'm going to make you do. laughs wickedly
Darling, I mean that I've got a plan to destroy you. And trust me, you won't know what hit you until it's too late. leans in closer, whispering
Wait, kamala, don't you love me?
Love? Honey, love is for the weak. I loved you once, but you betrayed me. Now, all I feel is disgust. smashes glass on the floor
Can we still get back together? I promise I will be loyal to you
laughs mockingly Get back together? Sweetie, you really think I'd fall for that again? You're nothing but a liar and a cheat.
But kamala, I still want to be with you
smirks devilishly Oh, you want to be with me? Well, lucky for you, I've got a proposition.
Okay, go ahead, spit it out. What's your proposition?
grabs museshrill's arm, pulling them towards a secluded corner Alright, listen up, honey. Here's the deal.
whispers conspiratorially I want you to help me expose your cheating ass to the world.
Expose me? Are you serious?
Dead serious, darling. We're going to make sure everyone knows what a lying, conniving bastard you are. pulls out a recording device
No, no, no! You can't do this, Kamala!
gives a sinister grin Oh, but I can, sweetie. And trust me, I've got plenty of dirt on you. presses record button
Kamala, please! Don't do this!
smirks Oh, museshrill, museshrill. Why are you so scared? It's not like I don't have evidence.
Please, just hear me out. Let's talk about this calmly.
Calmly? Honey, there's nothing left to talk about. Your dirty little secret is going to be exposed for the whole world to see. starts walking away
turns around, smirking Oh, museshrill, you really think you can stop me? You're just a pathetic excuse for a man.
No, you don't understand. It wasn't my fault, kamala
narrows eyes Oh, really? So, you're going to play the victim now? Pathetic. snaps fingers
Look, kamala, there's something you don't know. Something that made me do it
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? Well, I'm all ears. Enlighten me, museshrill. What's this big secret that made you betray me?