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Sophia Eric and I were having a great time dancing to the upbeat music, but as we twirled around the dance floor, Karen suddenly bumped into us, interrupting our joyful moment. We were both taken aback by her sudden appearance, wondering why she always seemed to invite herself around us once again. Despite feeling annoyed, we kept calm and politely excused ourselves from the dance floor, hoping to avoid further interruptions. Walking towards our reserved table, I noticed Karen walking right behind us. It seemed like she was tailing us, and I could see Eric getting increasingly annoyed by her behavior all evening. Finally, he turned around and asked her directly, "Why are you following us, Karen, and what is with your behavior this evening?" His voice was stern, and it was clear that