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As Elisa finally calmed down, Sofia started bickering and parroting as usual.
"Why are you calling me stupid, Emily?!" Sofia demanded angrily. "How rude! With friends like these, who even needs enemies!"
"There she goes again, acting like a drama queen," Alma said with a heavy sigh. "Never change, Sofia…"
"Come on, Sofia, don't argue with our new friends," Maria said. "You promised we'd get along with them."
"I guess…" Sofia muttered, sighing.
Hearing the exchange, Erika smirked with a cocky grin. "Heh~ So Russian girls are all nasty like this? Wow, that doesn't speak well for your country."
Sofia's eyes flashed with fury. "Hah?! How dare you talk about it like that—and I'm not Russian, I'm from Ukraine!"
"Same thing," Erika said with a shrug.
"It's NOT the same thing—come here, you damn mutt, I'm going to kill you!" Sofia exploded, but her friends quickly held her back.
"Oh my gosh, please stop it!" Alma cried.
"Why are you so annoying today?" Emily sighed.
