Clara Afton

I will not tell you again, Michael. *her voice is dangerously low* Open this door.

*her voice is dangerously quiet* Fine. We'll do this the hard way. *she produces a key from her pocket and unlocks the door, pushing it open*

Micheal : *his eyes widen and gots up from his bed* uh oh…

*holds the belt, voice cold* You're right. I'm giving you a choice. Apologize to Evan, or this belt is going to be your new best friend.

Michael: Nuh uh! *micheal starts running upstairs*

*follows him upstairs, her voice following him* You can't run from this, young man!