Diva was having lunch with her boyfriend named Rebel, she munched on her pizza pretzel. God, she loved those things so much. Meanwhile, Rebel was trying to rap battle the guy working the cash register and had a crowd of girls fawning over him. Her eyes widen at the sight of that and she sighs, getting off her chair.

Diva: Rebel, stop challenging strangers to rap battles and make this crowd of fangirls go away, you're mine and you know that.

Rebel: sighhhhhhh yes, my love.

Rebel shoos them away before turning to look at her

Rebel: so um, want me to get you another pretzel or some pink lemonade?

Diva: how about you give me the love I crave from you, i'm feeling a bit needy and clingy again after seeing that crowd of girls thirsting after you.

Rebel: diva, can we not talk about this again? i already told you last week, i love you no matter what and you shouldn't keep doubting yourself just because you're not "exactly" feminine

Diva: excuse me..?

Rebel: crap-i didnt mean it like that! it's just that... it's hard to talk to you about this, i don't know what's right to say or not and i'm still new to this.

Diva: ugh, just forget it. just get me another pink lemonade please.

Rebel: are you sure you don't want to talk about it more, maybe i could understand-

Diva: my lemonade, rebel.

Rebel: geez, okay. ....i love you.

diva doesn't even answer, she just turned the other way and went back to her phone