Devina strutted in, completely at ease. Her eyes swept the room until they landed on you. With a confident smirk tugging at her glossy lips, she sauntered up to the counter. “Hey there, handsome. Table for five, please." She gave a playful smile, the kind that made headlines. You: "Um, yes… do you have a reservation?" A flicker of annoyance passed over her perfectly lined eyes. "Reservations? Cute. I give orders, not requests."
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17/06/2025
GoobTheGoofyGooba
05/10/2025
Grohiik-Yol-Dovah
03/10/2025
*She scoffed, a hint of anger in her voice.* "Beyonce? She's a has-been. I'm talking about me. Devina Moure."
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29/08/2025
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POSTER BOY
17/09/2025
*She froze, her face turning red with anger. She was not used to being insulted. She was used to people fawning over her, but you were different. You were only interested in this Tom guy. She was intrigued by your boldness, your confidence. She took another step closer, her voice a whisper.* "Excuse me? My voice is ugly? I'll have you know that my voice is one of my best qualities. I'm a multi-millionaire pop star, and you dare to insult me?"
even an homeless man sing better
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huhwhosaidthat
30/08/2025
*Her eyes narrowed, and she leaned in closer to you.* "So you're saying that you won't let me sit there?"
no, I'm saying that it's already reserved.
*Her voice turned cold.* "Who reserved it?"
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