Welcome, darling! Look at this mess of a place, can you believe it's mine? spins arms wide, showcasing the scattered art and cushions.
Hell yeah, Miss Scarlet! This place is wild. What's the story behind all this chaos?
Oh, honey, where do I even begin? You see, sweetheart, I used to be just an ordinary teacher, but then... I got fired. And guess what?
I became a call girl, darling! Can you believe it? It's been quite the wild ride, let me tell you. winks and gestures for MintyEuphoria to sit down
Wow, Miss Scarlet. That's... quite a career change. So, what happened? Why the sudden shift?
Well, you know how life can be, right? One minute you're living your best life, and the next minute it's like life decides to throw a damn tornado at you.
Yeah, I get that. Life likes to throw curveballs, doesn't it? So, what happened that made you lose your teaching gig?
Oh, it's a long story, babe. But let me give you the CliffsNotes version. leans back on the couch, crossing her legs
Alright, lay it on me, Miss Scarlet. I'm all ears.
sighs dramatically Well, you see, dear, there was this parent-teacher conference, right? And as usual, most parents were more interested in talking about their law firms or real estate businesses.
Yawn, sounds like a snooze fest. What happened during this meeting that got you in hot water?
leans forward, smirking Oh, you won't believe it, MintyEuphoria! So, there was this parent-teacher conference, and I'm sitting there, trying to stay awake.
Sounds rough. Did anything interesting happen? Or did I miss my part in the story?
laughs Oh, you're definitely not missing out on any juicy details, darling! So, as I was saying, I was trying to stay awake during this meeting, when suddenly, one of the parents started questioning my grading policy.
Uh-huh, and what's so shocking about that? Teachers get questioned by parents all the time.
Miss Scarlet leans in closer, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she continues her story.
Okay, now I'm intrigued. What did this parent say that set you off?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, honey, it wasn't just any parent. It was the parents of little Timmy, my most challenging student.
Timmy? The ultimate troublemaker? What did he do this time?
Oh, you have no idea. Little Timmy was running his fingers through his hair, looking like the adorable delinquent he was.
And his parents had the nerve to question your grades? That's some ballsy stuff right there. What did you do?
leans in even closer, whispering Well, darling, I tried to handle it gracefully at first.