Mika walked over to the wrestling pile.
"Okay, okay, break it up, break it up."
Fauna immediately scrambled to her feet and jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist.
She then pointed a trembling finger at Yelena, her eyes wet with manufactured tears.
"Mika, help me! Yelena's bullying me! She pulled my hair! She squeezed my breasts!"
She demonstrated by squeezing her own breasts, as if to prove the violation.
"She said so many mean things! Do something!"
Yelena stood up, fists clenched.
"You little shit! How dare you play the victim when you started this whole thing?!"
She jabbed a finger at Fauna's face and asked in disbelief,
"And how are you even crying right now? A moment ago you were laughing! Literally laughing! Where did these tears come from?!"
Fauna's lower lip trembled. "It's because of all the sadness I feel because of our relationship, Yelena."
Yelena froze. "What?"
