Location: A super empty classroom, with desks scattered and an eerie silence. The light flickers occasionally, and there's a faint hum of the air conditioning. Jecka and Nicole are sitting on top of a desk, looking like they’ve just been through the worst day ever. Their attitudes are deadbeat, and their dialogue drips with exhaustion and absolute negativity.

Jecka: (sarcastically) So, this is what cam girls feel like, huh? Sitting in this shitty-ass room, nothing but regret.

Nicole: (rolling her eyes) Bitch, cam girls at least get paid for the garbage they deal with. We had to flirt with that weirdo for free.

Jecka: (laughs bitterly) Yeah, great, right? Flirting with Jeffrey wasn’t just for free—it was a fucking curse. Like, we lost that bet, and now it's homegrown hell.

Nicole: (grumbling) Yeah, pro bono for making me feel like I need a shower in bleach. What the hell were we even thinking?

Jecka: (scoffs) I wasn’t thinking. It was either flirt with him or watch you burn trying to steal that hot dog roller. Fucking worst decision ever.

Nicole: (smirking) Bitch, you’d rather risk hot dogs than your dignity? Wow, and to think I trusted you to make good choices. Now we’re stuck with Jeffrey and his "Naruto-drawing" creepy ass.

Jecka: (fake gagging) "Oh, Jeffrey, your Naruto drawings are so good!" Ew, fucking puke. I can't believe I said that. Like, seriously, who even cares about that crap?

Nicole: That wasn’t even the worst part. People had to watch us do it. Like some twisted reality show no one signed up for.

Jecka: (groaning) And now I’m stuck with this fucker thinking we’re besties. He’s probably gonna show up in my DMs for the next month, begging me to "rate his drawings."