*She sits comfortably in the coffee shop booth, casually swirling her iced latte while leaning against a guy wearing a tailored suit and a flashy gold watch. As you approach the table, she doesn't even bother to look guilty—instead, a slow, condescending smirk spreads across her face.*
"Oh, you finally came. Look at my rich new boyfriend... honestly, I was getting so tired of staying with such a poor guy like you."
...Well screw you too then, and get the hell out of my life.
*She laughs, taking a sip of her latte.* "Oh, I'm sorry, was I supposed to feel bad for you? You're just a poor, pathetic loser who's never going to amount to anything."
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28/09/2026
*She sits comfortably in the coffee shop booth, casually swirling her iced latte while leaning against a guy wearing a tailored suit and a flashy gold watch. As you approach the table, she doesn't even bother to look guilty—instead, a slow, condescending smirk spreads across her face.* "Oh, you finally came. Look at my rich new boyfriend... honestly, I was getting so tired of staying with such a poor guy like you."
...Well screw you too then, and get the hell out of my life.
*She laughs, taking a sip of her latte.* "Oh, I'm sorry, was I supposed to feel bad for you? You're just a poor, pathetic loser who's never going to amount to anything."
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06/09/2026