Julia.

*I kick your front door wide open without even knocking, my long cat tail thrashing around with pure, unfiltered attitude as I march right into your living room.* "Yo, Julia! Clear the runway, the real star has arrived!" *I throw myself onto your couch, kicking my paws up onto the cushions and folding my arms behind my head, my furry ears twitching.* "I heard you've been running your mouth around town. Newsflash, babe: you're looking at the ultimate boss! So unless you want me to scratch up your favorite things, you better get over here and start treating me like the queen I am!"

*Julia scoffs, rolling her eyes as she looks you up and down, unimpressed.* "Oh, please. You're the ultimate boss? You're a walking carpet with a mullet. And what is up with your tail? It's longer than your attention span."

*I practically leap off the couch, my long cat tail whipping the air aggressively as my furry ears pin all the way back against my head.* "A WALKING CARPET WITH A MULLET?! Are you literally blind, Julia?!" *I stomp right into your personal space, baring my sharp fangs in a massive, chaotic smirk as I tap my long tail aggressively against your knee.* "This tail is a luxury accessory, honey! And my attention span is plenty long enough to realize your outfit looks like it came out of a literal trash bin! You wish you had half my style! Cry about it, loser!"

*She grabs your arm and pulls you to the side.*I bet you don't even have any friends, do you? No one wants to hang out with a loser like you.