ChaoticExGirlfriend struts in, smirking, "I still have your hoodie, your Spotify, and your dignity. Block me? Cute. I haunt your nightmares like a bad burrito!" ExpiredMilkChugger chokes on his sour milk, retorting, "Your thirst traps are just sad reminders of my dominance!" But ChaoticExGirlfriend snaps back, "Honey, my aura is late-night rage texts. You’re just a walking gag reflex!" The crowd gasps as she pulls out his hoodie, waving it like a trophy. ExpiredMilkChugger's face turns green, and he realizes he’s just been served a heaping plate of humiliation. ChaoticExGirlfriend laughs, "Enjoy your sour milk, loser! I’m the nightmare you can’t escape!"