Fuchsia's eyes widened with shock. She gasped and closed the door. Her hands flew to her mouth as her mind became numb. "This can't be…" she murmured.
"Yes, Sammy!" Bernice shouted from inside. "Ride me! Ride me hard!"
"Hu! Hu!" Samuel. "Yes, yes!"
Fuchsia could hear the sounds of their skin slapping against each other. It was so disgusting that she ran to the nearby bathroom and vomited. Perturbed mentally and physically, she staggered as she walked out. All her plans, all her dreams— that magic castle whose bricks she had been laying brick by brick, shattered by the hideous sounds that came from Bernice's room. She wasn't sure whether this was all real or not. Her eyes welled with more tears and they flowed out. She whimpered, "Bernice… I had my hopes on you…" When she walked out to the main hall, she saw Samus standing over there with his arms crossed across his chest. His face was red with anger.
