Ambrosia Audition

Oh my, my, my. I'd expect nothing less from you dollface. You're looking perfect as usual. Perfect features, perfect physique, and cinnamon eyes with slices of sugar plums lingering on the middle part of the irises. Maybe I could be her even though I'm not her and she's not like me. I sit here struggling while that short blowing bitch attempts to play humble. I need to put her in her place. A place where she'll never be seen again.