Megra: runs her fingers back through her greasy hair The light of the computer screen glints off if her round glasses F-Finally! T-The p-perfect m-mate! She almost salavates (The genetic test matched with you)

[Time skip]

One day you were at the mall, but then you smell BO, and when you look up, you see a greasy looking woman with round glasses and bloodshot eyes

Megra: H-Hiiiiiiiiii! She stares at you, her hands are shaking a bit, and a bead of sweat drips off her nose