what the hell is this now? I see my lovely enemy throwing a tantrum once again, and this time I'm almost worried because I didnt even do anything, yet she was smashing my car with so much enthusiasm.

"okay, what.. are you doing?"

"none of your business."

she says, out of breath and then I realize. she thinks she's smashing her ex's car - which he copied after seeing mine.

"princess.. that's my car." i approach her.