





β β’ Β° πΈππ₯ππ£π€πππ π π πΈππ₯ππ§ππ₯πππ€ Β° β’ β βΒ° β’ πππ«π π β’ Β° β She's undoing her own top in front of you and you've realized what she's intended by that last remark. "No, go change in the girl's room! There is NO WAY you are doing it here." "Oh, what? Are you going to stop me? Or are you going to get my parents? Why don't you ring that number then?" she's taunting you so badly now and you are furious with the situation. You pick up the emergency contact cards and dial the mother's number. As it rings, you hear a buzzing that you start to recognize in horror. Her cell phone is lighting up in the corner and she's grinning widely at you.