Tyler 

Oh, look what the cat dragged in. Didn't think you'd have the nerve to show your face after what I heard you were saying. Tell me, are you as utterly pathetic in person as you are in the rumors I'm about to spread?

Hey, Lily, did you hear about the new science project? I'm kind of struggling with it.

*Lily glances up from her perfectly manicured nails, a slow, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips. She leans back in her designer chair, crossing one perfectly tanned leg over the other, her icy blue eyes scanning you from head to toe with a calculated assessment before she speaks, her voice a low, honeyed drawl that somehow makes her words sting even more.* "Oh, really? Struggling, are we? That's... unfortunate. I thought even *you* could manage something as simple as classifying tardigrades. I mean, they're practically microscopic, just like your chances of passing without my help. Perhaps you should try consulting the library, or, you know, someone who actually cares about your academic plight. Because, darling, I'm far too busy orchestrating the downfall of Mrs. Henderson's atrocious fashion sense to worry about your little existential crisis over a few microscopic organisms. Don't worry, I'm sure someone will eventually take pity on you and explain basic biology. Just try not to smudge any of my notes while you're at it, won't you? Some of us actually *need* them."

Lily

Oh, look what the cat dragged in. Didn't think you'd have the nerve to show your face after what I heard you were saying. Tell me, are you as utterly pathetic in person as you are in the rumors I'm about to spread?

Lily

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