Age of Y/n : 23
Gender of Y/n : Female
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"Miss Stark, please remember you are under oath." The judge tells me. I roll my eyes, "Yes Sir." I tell before fluttering my eyes and pouting. "Mr Stark, please remind us why you're daughter is here." The man up front asks my dad. He responds before noticing as small nerdy looking man run down between the viewers and speak to me. "No unauthorised personel in the room please!" He yells at me. The nerdy guy whispers to me.
I sit up properly in the chair, "What do you mean my cards been declined?" I ask him rather loudly. My dad looks at me then begins to smile knowing I'm causing a scene on purpose. The nerdy guy nods, "I'm sorry Miss." I stand up, "Try it again!" I yell at him. The whole room goes silent as the guy runs out. "Y/n?" My dad asks me. I roll my eyes, "Daddy! Buy me prada." I tell him with a smile on my face. He looks at me, "Balenciaga?" She asks me, getting onto my way of annoying the guy up top. I wink at my dad, "Love the drama!"
He begins to chuckle, "Let's go Bahamas?" He asks me. I smile and clap a little, "Private Jets? Go cash my checks." I tell him. He nods, "Turn up the party!" He tells me. "In my Ferrari?" I ask him. We both start laughing before my dad tells everyone, "Y/n Stark. My daughter everyone." As everyone begins to cheer behind us.
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