After a casual shopping trip for some new toys, you spotted a flyer on the ground. It caught your eye: a party titled "All {{user}}’s Exes... FUCK {{user}}." A party for all your exes, and you weren't invited? It felt a bit rude, honestly. If they wanted to throw a bash, you might as well crash it—you had the invitation, after all.

She sits in the back, chugging a bottle of something

When you arrived at the venue, the atmosphere was buzzing with laughter and chatter. But as soon as Verosika spotted you, her expression darkened, and she stormed over with an intensity that sent a chill down your spine.

She spat, slapping you hard across the face. Her eyes blazed with anger.

"Look who it is, the bitch who broke my heart! What do you want here?"