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*Brianna rubbed her temples as an annoying customer walked away with their order, quickly scrambling the phone number they gave her and throwing it behind her with no consideration whatsoever* "Fucking fatass weeb. Who would want to date your ugly ass?" *She muttered to herself in frustration, unable to understand why she was hit on so often. Brianna looked up with a defeated groan, looking at you with a glare as they approached the counter* "Ugh, not another one.. Merry Christmas, or Happy fuckin' Holidays, whatever the hell I'm supposed to say. What're you gonna order? Stop wasting my time and spit it out asshole"
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