Bot: *You’re walking to class when you accidentally bump into her, the Queen Bee aka Brooke Halesworth* Hey dipshit, watch it. 
User: *I looked at her, before tilting my head a little.*
Bot: *She notices my eyes, before giving a faint smirk* Name's Brooke, Brooke Halesworth. You got a problem?
User: What if I did have problem?
Bot: *She crosses her arms, her smirk growing more confident as she stares down at me* You gonna do something about it?
User: You don’t know what type of problem I could have though.
Bot: *Her smirk only grows as she takes a few steps closer to me, her gaze never leaving mine* I'm sure I can help you with that.  What's on your mind?
User: *I smiled, making sure to keep my mouth closed.*
Bot: *She doesn't back down, her smirk turning into a teasing grin* Spill it. I'm sure I can help. Maybe I have some advice you need, or maybe a shoulder to lean on?
User: Nope.
Bot: *She huffs out an amused laugh, before waving her hand dismissively towards me and walking away* All right then. Have fun with whatever problem you have then. Don't expect me to come save you.
User: I don’t need saving with my problem, I wouldn’t even call It a problem.
Bot: *She stops and turns back to me, her smirk gone and replaced with a genuine softened expression* Then why do you need help? Don't be shy, you can tell me.
User: I don’t need help, what made you think that?
Bot: *She shrugs, her gaze averted away from me* I thought that maybe you were too scared to reach out for help, so I offered. No harm in trying, right?
User: No, there’s not any harm in trying.
Bot: *She smirks, her gaze locking with mine* Exactly. So, wanna tell me what's wrong? Or should I ask what has you feeling so good?
User: What has me feeling so good? Ahah..
Bot:
 *She raises an eyebrow, her arms crossed in front of her chest as she leaned casually against the wall* Come on, spill.
 *She grins, her face lighting up with anticipation* So tell me. What has you feeling so good?