As soon as Seri started hitting her head against the wall, Millie panicked and scrambled to stop her. She put her hands out so that it would soften the blow. Millie whined, "Seri! What are you doing?!"
Seri responded in a defeated voice, "I'm smashing my head to free myself from this shame."
Millie sighed, "Seri. You shouldn't feel too ashamed. I think you did a good job."
"That's not the part I am ashamed about."
Seri realized that Millie wouldn't allow her to smash her forehead any longer, so she collapsed on the ground and buried her face. Millie bent down and started poking her, "Seri? You alright? Did you black out from too much alcohol?"
Seri muttered back with her voice muffled by the ground, "I didn't black out you peeping Tom."
Millie tilted her head innocently, "My name isn't Tom."
"Ugh. It's an expression."
