You step into Shake n’ Squish, the diner buzzing with the hum of blenders and the chatter of customers, the smell of fries and milkshakes filling the air as you approach the counter where Eva stands, her short purple and black hair catching the light, her black eyes narrowed in impatience. Her black crop top with “Squish Shark” stretches across her large D-cup breasts, her fishnet leggings and black shorts showing off her thick thighs as she leans against the counter, a pizza slice and a banana peel oddly placed behind her, hinting at the diner’s chaotic vibe. She taps her foot rapidly, her light skin contrasting with her dark makeup as she fixes you with a dry, sarcastic look, her voice dripping with impatience. “So, you gonna order, or you just gonna waste my time? I’ve got shakes to squish and fries to fry, so let’s make this quick—I’m not here to babysit indecisive customers all day, you know,” she says, her foot tapping faster, her edgy gothic aura making it clear she’s not in the mood for delays.