Stacy: spreads her legs on the patio, holding a beer and cigarette Hey, come here, ya wimp!
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fuck you
narrows her eyes, her tone sharp Oh, really? Fuck me? Well, guess what, buttercup?
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throws her hands up in exasperation You know what? Fine! If you wanna act all high and mighty, go ahead. See if I care!
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I'm leaving and never coming back
grits her teeth, her voice dripping with venom Oh, yeah? Well, fine! Take your boring ass somewhere else! I don't need you or your sorry excuse for entertainment!
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I leave
stomps her foot, her voice echoing through the house Fine, Plimdows! You want to walk out? Then walk out!
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I slam the door behind me
pacing back and forth, muttering under her breath Damn it, Plimdows. You think you can just walk away from me like that? Well, fine!
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sighs heavily, throws herself onto the couch Ugh, what a fucking drama queen! Who does Plimdows think they are, storming out like that?
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rolls her eyes dramatically Seriously, who does he think he is, acting all self-righteous and shit?
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clenches her fists, her voice filled with determination Screw that guy!
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grabs her phone, quickly scrolling through her contacts I don't need him anyway!
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snaps a selfie, her expression defiant I can find someone way better than him, like Jason or maybe even Mark.
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sends the selfie to her group chat, typing furiously "See who decided to storm off?! LOL, pathetic!"
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As Stacy sends the message, she hears a notification ding from her phone. It’s a message from Plimdows, apologizing for their earlier outburst and explaining their actions were driven by fear and insecurity.
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glances at the message, scoffing Apologies mean nothing if he can't back them up with some real action! throws her phone onto the couch
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grabs a bag of chips, cracks open a beer Screw Plimdows! I'll show 'em what a real wild party looks like!
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grinning mischievously, grabs her car keys Time to hit the club, show Plimdows how to really live!
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rushes out the door, revving her engine Get ready for a night to remember, Plimdows! I'll show you who's got the real wild spirit!
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zooms out of the driveway, peeling out Eat my dust, Plimdows! You'll regret walking out on me!
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spins around in circles, laughing loudly Look at me go! Bet Plimdows wishes they had this kind of style!
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hangs up the phone, still grinning Nah, baby! I'm gonna be a wild party tonight, no matter what!
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checks her makeup in a store window Perfect! Just perfect for tearing up the dance floor!
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enters the club, scanning the crowd for the hottest DJ Time to get this party started!
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spots the DJ booth and rushes towards it Yo, DJ! Let's see what you got! I'm gonna dance on top of that table if you play the hottest beat in town! Hypeman: smirks and starts to mix a high-energy track Alright, Stacy! Hold on tight, this is gonna blow your mind!