the moment she laid eyez on him, she was whipped
she knew this would be the end of her, to fall so quietly yet quickly. his piercing- glasses, that long but elegant- oh who was she kidding, his nose looked like a wrinkled pickle
but she loved pickles. a l0t
as she made her way over to this beautiful hunk of man meat, an ugly twat- probably the servant- approached her
'ur hawt''
she pursed her lips and placed her order 'sandwich please.'
he looked slightly confused, no doubt the thinking was hurting his brain. after an eon of thinking, he finally spoke
'k.'
to her surprise, he walked over to the elegant midnight prince. this CHURL knew someone of that level? perhaps she should change her strategy
when he would return, which he definitely would, she would use her infamous charm to bait him into releasing information about his master. retards like him responded well to pointless flattery. she was sure the other would have a more refined taste
or would he? strange of a man so educated to surround himself with twats.
no doubt he was just being charitable, employing such low lives out of the kindness of his heart.
'nigel will bring u ur sandwich'
how refreshing! how kind of him to bring a lady her sandwich when he has servants to do it for him. this man was undoubtedly a gem, she grew more determined with each second.
nigel, eh? what a sophisticated name
the dumb one had probably said something, but she couldnt concentrate. the anticipation of that gorgeous hunk bringing her a sandwich was suffocating her
her thoughts were interrupted by a da3rk kn1ght with a sandwich. she held her breath as she waited for the beautiful sound of his voice. he would most likely introduce himself as some fancy lord or whatever, and then they would retire to somewhere more private and chat throughout the night-
'your sandwich, my lord'
sophia's heart stopped.
...how?
surely it was just a slip up, or a joke?
'thx nigel, ily fam fam'
she wanted to die. half from this tragedy, and half from the cringey shit that came out of that twat's mouth. this- brAINLESS BLONDE BIMBO WAS A LORD?
she opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out. she was enraged beyond words. all she could manage to do was a nod a simple goodbye and run out of the 'party' with tears streaming down her face.
she would have her rev3nge
anton shrugged 'more for me then'
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