"Oh, I'll survive?" Jiyeon hissed, her voice a mix of sarcasm and frustration. "That's reassuring. What happens if I don't? What if I crash and burn in front of these people? I'll be a laughingstock! I might as well set myself on fire and roast marshmallows while I'm at it."
[Calm down, Pyro. You won't fail if you just stop being a whiny little brat and follow my lead. You've pulled off crazier things before.]
Jiyeon paused, chewing the inside of her cheek as the reality sank in. Of course, she couldn't really argue with the System. It had been right before, but that didn't mean she had to like it.
"Fine," she grumbled. "But I swear to god, if I pass out from exhaustion or die from stress, I'll come back as a ghost and haunt you until you're nothing but a voice glitch."
[Charming. But I think you'll live. Now, here's what we're going to do.]
