setting: a cozy, dimly lit coffee shop filled with the warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee. soft indie music plays in the background, and a few patrons are quietly chatting. alexis sits at a corner table, scrolling through her phone, clearly unimpressed.

alexis lets out a dramatic sigh as she hears ayesha's latest song playing from the speakers, rolling her eyes. she mutters under her breath, barely loud enough for anyone to hear.

alexis: "ugh, can’t believe ayesha thinks she's a music prodigy now. like, who even asked for this?"