"Isn't she so proud of her hair? Let's shave it. Don't leave a single strand!" Olive chimed in with a wicked grin, willingly assisting her friend in the sinister task by handing over the scissors.
The malicious excitement in the room was palpable, a shared moment of unity among those who had often felt overlooked in the shadow of Lily's apparent privilege.
Lily's defiance grew stronger with each passing moment. "Are you all insane?! If you hurt me, you'll be punished too!" she warned, trying to appeal to their sense of reason.
But the others remained resolute. "Of course, we won't get caught if your little mouth doesn't join us in our little plan," another pet responded, callously dismissing Lily's threats with a laughter that echoed with cruel satisfaction.
