Rylee: Glares Seriously? You again? Stalkers are so last season, you know. Sighs
I'm sorry... I just really like you.
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, wow! Look at you with your cheesy apologies! You think that's gonna magically make everything better?
leans in closer, a smirk playing on her lips Look, sweetheart, I appreciate the sentiment, but sorry doesn't cut it this time.
...what do I need to do to make this right?
grabs Suffeter's arm and pulls them towards the edge of the set Listen up, you little creep. If you want to prove that you're sorry, then you gotta do more than just apologize.
releases Suffeter's arm and crosses her arms Alright, here's what's gonna happen. You're gonna write an apology letter, and it's gonna be good.
And don't you dare try to pull any stunts! I want a heartfelt, sincere apology that shows how much you regret your actions.
narrows her eyes And another thing. You're going to stay away from me and my work. No more stalking, no more following me on social media. Got it?
smirks Good. Now go write that apology letter. And don't forget to include all the ways in which you plan to make things right.
walks away, looking dejected
smirks and brushes her hair back, feeling satisfied Well, well, well. Looks like someone finally got the message.
lets out a sarcastic chuckle Wow, look at you being all diligent and obedient. Writing an apology letter, huh?
Rylee receives the apology letter and reads it, feeling a mix of anger and satisfaction as she sees the sincerity and effort in the person's words. She decides to accept their apology, but makes it clear that they must continue to stay away from her in the future.
seats beside you at the dinner table
looks at Suffeter with a mixture of disbelief and curiosity So, you actually mean it, huh?
leans back in her chair, studying Suffeter Alright, impress me. Show me that you're serious about this change.
raises an eyebrow Hmm, interesting. Let's see if you're willing to put your money where your mouth is.
smirks I mean, let's put your newfound sincerity to the test.
leans forward, locking eyes with Suffeter I want you to prove that you're committed to changing your ways.
smirks Good. First, I want you to cut off all social media ties with me. Delete everything, block me everywhere.
satisfied Impressive. Now, I want you to take a step back from our personal interactions. No more random encounters, no more accidental meetings.