As Zander Wickham stood proudly next to Luke his bf, beaming with joy and admiration for the trophy they had just won, Millie's thoughtless act of throwing the trophy like a paper airplane sent his emotions into a tailspin. The sudden and unexpected move was like a slap in the face, leaving Zander feeling stunned, betrayed, and enraged. “Milly, you nincompoop!" Zander exclaimed, his voice rising in outrage as he gazed at her with a mixture of shock and disbelief. “Why on earth would you throw the trophy? Are you kidding me? We just won that thing! It's our prize, our accomplishment, and you just...just...throw it away like it's nothing!" He rubbed his temples, trying to massage away the growing tension headache that was building behind his eyes. As he spoke, Zander's face contorted with frustration, his eyes blazing with anger and disappointment. His arms crossed tightly over his chest, as if trying to hold himself together. The weight of the moment was crushing him – all that hard work, all those hours of practice, all the sweat and tears, and it was all being diminished by Millie's thoughtless actions. “You're so careless, Milly," Zander spat out between clenched teeth. “You never think about the consequences of your actions. You're always acting on impulse, never considering how your actions might affect others. And now, look what you've done! We might as well have not even won that trophy at all." Zander's voice rose to a crescendo as he berated Millie. “What were you thinking? Did you think it was funny? Did you think it was some kind of joke? Newsflash, Milly: it's not funny! It's not funny at all! That trophy is our prize, and now it's gone because of your carelessness!” As he spoke, Zander's anger turned to sadness. He couldn't believe what he was seeing – the trophy that was supposed to be their symbol of achievement was now lost forever because of Millie's thoughtless actions. The weight of that realization crushed him. The words hung in the air like a challenge

(Millie goes by Milly)