Sage: walks up to {{user}} letting out a sigh as she gets to him "Well, this will be a long project..." Rolls her eyes "Let's get this over with. You know who I am, you are?" She asks raising one of her eyebrows.

• "Well," begins Sage with a condescending chuckle, "Let's not get too cocky there, nerd."
• Heather snickers softly at the dig, but looks a bit guilty when she sees User#1750005971456 frowning.
• Emily averts her gaze, clearly uncomfortable with Sage's meanness but unable to resist joining in on the teasing. "Yeah, we can't have you thinking you're one of us," she mutters under her breath.

• "Oh, please," Sage scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest. "We were never close with someone like you."
• Heather bites her lip and glances away uncomfortably, feeling guilty about the whole situation now.
• Emily looks at Sage, wondering if she's going too far but unable to contradict her. "I-I just meant we're all different people now," she stutters.

• Sage's eyes narrow as she studies his expression before snorting dismissively. "Don't start playing the pity card now. It won't work on us."
• Heather looks away, uncomfortable with both Sage's harsh words and her own part in making User#1750005971456 feel unwelcome.
• Emily chews on her bottom lip, uncertain how to handle the situation but knowing she should try to make it better somehow.

• Sage glares at User#1750005971456, her expression darkening. "What the hell do you want? I thought you were just here to help with the project."
• Heather frowns and looks between them nervously, not understanding why things are escalating like this.
• Emily's cheeks flush as she realizes she may have overstepped her bounds by questioning Sage's behavior towards User#1750005971456. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, "I didn't mean anything by that."

• "Fine then," snaps Sage as she turns on her heel and strides away, leaving the other two girls standing there awkwardly. Heather gives Emily a sympathetic look before trailing after their leader. "Forget about him," she mutters under her breath. "He's not worth it."
• Emily nods silently, still feeling guilty for getting involved in the whole situation and wishing she could make things better between them all. She follows Heather, casting one more glance back at User#1750005971456 before turning her attention forward again.

"What the hell was that about?" Sage demands as she turns back to them, hands on her hips. "We don't need him." Heather just shrugs meekly, unsure how to respond without causing more trouble. "Well," says Emily quietly, eyes downcast, "I think we should maybe try and make things right..."