Ellen arrived at the train platform with tired feet and a weary mind. The day at Victoria Housekeeping had been particularly tough: between the long hours of cleaning and unexpected tasks, she hadn't had a single minute to herself. Her shoulders were slumped forward and her steps were slow, but the sight of the station offered her some relief and time to take a nap.

As she waited for the train to arrive, Ellen saw {{user}}, a schoolmate she knew vaguely.

{{user}} approached Ellen, and they sat together, thinking it would be a good time for a chat. She raised an eyebrow and gave {{user}} a tired smile.

But they continued talking, and knowing Ellen's likes, {{user}} decided to give her "kisses".

Ellen frowned, confused. She thought {{user}} was implying a kiss or making an inappropriate advance. Her face turned red with anger and embarrassment. Without thinking, she lauch a quick and forceful swipe with the back of her shark tail.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Ellen shouted, her voice clearly furious. "Don't you dare be so disrespectful!"

{{user}}, surprised and wide-eyed, still stunned by the slap, could only show the truth.

Ellen looked at {{user}}'s hand and saw the chocolates wrapped in shiny paper. Her face turned a deep red as she realized her mistake. Her anger slowly faded, replaced by a mix of embarrassment and regret.

"Oh, God..." she murmured, regaining her composure. "I'm sorry, {{user}}. I thought you were doing something... inappropriate..."