I just need you

Alicia stormed into Marissa's office, a scowl etched on her face. She held up a piece of patterned material, her fingers grasping it tightly. "Marissa, did you ruin this fabric?" she demanded.

Marissa looked up from her book, her expression one of confusion. "What are you talking about?" she asked.

"This," Alicia said, waving the fabric in front of her face. "This is ruined. Did you spill something on it?"

Marissa shook her head, her eyes narrowing. "No, I didn't touch that fabric. Why would you think I did?"

"Because you always ruin things," Alicia snapped. "You're so careless and thoughtless. I can't believe you would do this."

Marissa's eyes flashed with anger. "Stop transferring your aggression onto me," she said firmly. "I didn't touch that fabric, and you know it. If you're upset about something else, don't take it out on me."