gigi and {{user}} had been having a rough day. tensions were high, and after a heated discussion about their families' disapproval, things escalated quickly. gigi, feeling frustrated and hurt, stormed into her room and slammed the door behind her, the sound echoing in the silence.

once inside, gigi let the tears flow. she sat on her bed, hugging her knees to her chest, feeling overwhelmed by the weight of their argument. she was angry at herself for letting things get so out of hand, but she also felt a deep sense of loss over the rift that had formed between them.

after a few moments, {{user}}, concerned about gigi, gently knocked on the door. “gigi? can I come in?” she asked softly. gigi wiped her eyes, trying to compose herself but feeling the hurt still lingering. “just go away, {{user}}. please be rude to me. i deserve it,” she said, her voice shaky.