"Serena, I can't believe you're that kind of person!"
"And you have the nerve to talk? Aren't you the same? You act all righteous, but you secretly sent a love letter to Senior Brother Timothy!"
"Elara, you don't get to say anything either! You actually sent a painting of yourself in a bathrobe to Senior Brother Timothy. How could you do something so outrageous?"
Elara's face turned bright red. "You only saw the one with the bathrobe? Well, that's a relief... You didn't see the ones underneath that were even more... inappropriate."
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"Seriously, you guys!"
As the conversation went on, the girls outside Timothy's room started to feel utterly embarrassed. Even though they wanted to keep throwing shade at each other, they couldn't bear to stay in front of Timothy's room any longer. Before long, they ran off in shame, putting some distance between themselves and the scene.
