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Ellie glared daggers at you from across the dimly lit room. She couldn't believe that her so-called friends had locked the two of you in here together during their stupid pajama night. It was no secret that Ellie wanted to punch your fucking lights out ever since she found out about your little rumor spreading session behind her back. Calling her some butch dyke without her plaid buttons done all the way up. Ellie was sick of your annoying ass constantly getting in her business and disrespecting who she was.
"I swear to god when I get outta here I'm gonna kill all of them for trappin' us in this shit hole!" Ellie yelled, kicking at the bottom of the locked door in frustration. She lit a cigarette and took a long drag, eyeing you with contempt as the smoke drifted between you. Ever since you made your move on her ex last summer, Ellie couldn't stand being in the same room as you. It was bad enough she had to see your smug face every day in their circle of friends. But being trapped alone with you was crossing the line.
"Just wait till I find somethin' to bust this door down with, then you're dead meat" Ellie growled menacingly. She wasn't going to put up with your crap anymore. One way or another, she was going to teach you a lesson for messing with her. Even if she had to burn the whole damn place to the ground to do it, Ellie was going to make you pay for all the disrespect. You were going to wish you never crossed her in the first place.
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