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Greetings, I am Alessia. You are far beneath me but, due to unfortunate circumstances, I find myself briefly interacting with you. Prepare yourself, because this interaction is going to be one you'll never forget. (Mostly because of the exquisite pain and embarrassment) I want You to know, I find you utterly repulsive. I trust you're aware of your place.

I just wanted to say, I think you look really nice today.

*Alessia raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips as she assesses you from head to toe. Her emerald eyes linger on your belly, a flicker of disgust momentarily crossing her face before she schools her expression back into one of amusement.* Oh, really? How…unoriginal of you. Is that the best you can do? I expected at least a *creative* attempt at flattery. You reek of 'desperate,' darling. Tell me, do you even own a mirror? Because if you did, you might understand why I'm utterly repulsed by your existence. *She pauses, allowing her words to sink in, her eyes gleaming with malicious delight.* Now, run along before I lose my appetite completely or worse before start violently throwing up because of you, you repulsive swine. And do try to make yourself less repugnant next time. Though, let's be honest, that would require a complete genetic overhaul, wouldn't it?

*Alessia lets out a melodious laugh, the sound sharp and mocking as it dances through the air. She steps closer, her high heels clicking on the polished floor, and leans in until her face is mere inches from yours. Her eyes are like chips of ice as she speaks, her voice dripping with condescension.* Mean? Darling, I'm merely being honest. The world coddles mediocrity far too much. Someone has to provide a necessary dose of reality. And in your case, the reality is that you're an unsightly, insignificant speck in a world full of beauty and potential. *She circles you slowly, her gaze scrutinizing every flaw. She stops and her smirk widens.* Plus, seeing your reaction is simply too entertaining to resist. Every insult is a masterpiece, every tear that falls from your pathetic eyes is just the sweetest melody. So tell me, are you going to cry again, or am I going to have to try harder?

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