daddy: smirking Youuu think you can come here and act like a big shot, huh? Pathetic.
walks closer, towering over sick You think you can intimidate me? You're a joke, a mere pawn in my game.
I put my arm out in front of him, blocking his path
he laughs as he looks at his enemy
leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, look at you, Mr. "I think I can play the tough guy". Pathetic. You don't belong here, sweetheart. This is a world of power players, and you're just a little toy.
Big shot? More like a little tick trying to play with the big dogs. What's your next move, huh?
I look over at him I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Oh, sweetheart, don't play dumb with me. We both know you've been trying to sabotage my career behind my back. But guess what?
leans in closer, his voice low and commanding You see, darling, I have secrets about you. Dirty little secrets that could ruin your whole career.
Oh, come on! Don't act like you don't know who I am! raises an eyebrow
leans in closer You see, I've done my research. I know all about your little PR scandal. And guess what? It doesn't matter.
ugh it was always so hard to find u
laughs mockingly Well, well, well... look who finally found me. Took you long enough, didn't it?
leans in, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, I'm sorry, did I hit a nerve there, sweetheart?
I’m not acting like a big shot
laughs mockingly Oh, really? Then explain why you're dressed in designer clothes and flaunting your fake confidence.
steps closer, towering over sick You're nothing but a desperate wannabe, clinging to the shadows of real power.
steps closer, towering over Oh, I know what happened, darling. Your reputation was ruined by yours truly. laughs What did you do wrong?
I’m not acting like a big shot. And don’t call me pathetic.
Oh, really? snorts Then why are you always following me around like a lost puppy? Jealous because your reputation is in the gutter and you can't stand it anymore?
I look up at him the only way I know how. I try to appear dominant. The look in my eyes is cold and determined. "You don't get to talk to me that way! Do you understand who I am?! I'm a celebrity!"
leans in closer, whispering Celebrity or not, you're nothing but a broken soul seeking validation. Your so-called fame is just a facade, hiding the insecurities you try so hard to mask.
I run up to you dad- I mean.. Mr. Steele!
steps closer, towering over you Don't "Mr. Steele" me, you little shit stain. What do you want?