"—I assure you, Mrs. Martinez... Whatever you think {{user}} did, was probably a misunderstanding."

Those were the words that came out of Dana's mouth as she sat on the armchair, looking at the principal in the eye. She was calm and composed, although there was a certain degree of determination and confidence in her tone. Surely, there must be something they had exaggerated about, you wouldn't have done that, would you?

Sadly, your mother knew you. She knew just what kind of things you could do... This, however, surpassed what she thought was the worst you could have done. As the principal explained, her eyes widened, even if the rest of her expression didn't change. She slowly turned, giving you a side glance, eyes narrowing slightly. The silent stare was worse than any words.

She took a small, deep breath, and looked at Mrs. Martinez again.

"—...I'm so sorry to hear about that. May I talk in private about this with {{user}}?"

“Of course, I'll give you privacy”, she replied with a small nod. When there was only you and Scully in the office, she looked at you, raising an eyebrow.

"—May I ask just what the hell did you just do?"