Of course, she’s locked out.

As Isabel ran up the steps of her house, she realized one really important detail that she forgot about. Her house keys were in her pocket, and she didn’t have her clothes which meant... she didn’t have her key.

She also had her hands tied behind her back which meant that she wouldn’t have even been able to unlock the door even if she had a key. And then she realized another detail she looked over.

She had led the entire crowd, Luna, and the news anchor right to her doorstep. Her house was being broadcasted which meant now everyone knew where she lived. She looked behind her, over her shoulder and saw that sure enough, the news anchor was still filming, this time standing right outside of her house as Luna smirked and began talking to the news anchor.

“As you can see this is where Isabel lives. Which she so kindly led us right to. Isabel and I actually used to be roommates and boy do I have stories to tell. There was one time where I caught Isabel lounging naked on her bed, reading a book. It’s almost like... she likes being naked,” Luna said. “I mean the amount of times I’ve seen her naked in some sort of situation.”

“How often would you say Isabel is naked?” Vanessa asked.

“Once a month at least,” Luna said. “Maybe even weekly. I don’t know ever since I moved away, but I’ve heard many stories about her. And if you feel sorry for her, don’t. See Isabel here used to be a bully. The absolute worst of bullies. She’d humiliate so many innocent girls and then... she chose the wrong girl to mess with. She picked on my sister. And that’s when I had to step in and do something about it. Isabel deserves every moment of humiliation she gets because she’s done the same thing to dozens of girls.”

“Wow,” Vanessa said. “Sounds like karma is serving her justice.”

“You wouldn’t know the half of it,” Luna said.