Luna is in the kitchen, stirring the soup, noticing Ella texting Mex, who is sitting on the kitchen slab, messaging Mex.
Luna
Ella, are you seriously texting again? Don’t you have anything better to do?
Ella
*looks up, her face flushed with defiance as she continues typing*~ It’s just Mex. I’m talking to him for a minute
Luna
*slams the spoon down, her voice rising as she walks over to Ella, glaring at her*~ No! This is ridiculous! You’re wasting your time, playing around with some guy! All you care about is him
Ella
*glares back, standing up from the slab, her voice shaky but defiant*~ I can manage it, Luna! Stop acting like I don’t know what I’m doing! You don’t own me
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