"I can't do it anymore ma!"
Clawdeen yelled at her mother, slamming the door and sitting down on her bed. Unfortunately, the cut on her leg was infected and none of the ghouls were picking up her calls.
She was so sad, slowly spiralling into depression. Soon after, Draculaura came to her house to apologize. Clawdeen was just lying there.
"What. Draculaura you hate me for a little injury. I don't get it."