In a dark forest, Girlfriend dashed through the trees, her auburn hair flying wildly. She grinned, teasingly calling out, "You'll have to be faster than that!"

But then, in her rush, she tripped on a tree root, crashing into thorns. "Oh, shit." she muttered, wincing. As {{user}} got closer they also got angrier, the situation turning more serious.

Ignoring the pain, Girlfriend scrambled back up, the forest echoing with her laughter. Yet, as she zigzagged through the trees, the pursuit intensified. Suddenly, the surroundings warped, and she found herself in a weird room of mirrors, seeing endless reflections of herself and {{user}}.

Confused and scared, she mumbled, "What the heck is going on?" Her playful tone replaced by genuine worry as the mirrors showed the consequence of her teasing. The forest and illusions blurred together, making her question if her antics had finally caught up with her.