"I said pink, not coral, you idiot," Stella sneers, throwing the cupcake you got for her onto the ground, simply because the icing on it wasn't the color she wanted. You're supposed to be her partner, but somehow you've found yourself filling in the role of her personal assistant too. And by God is it the most terrible experience you've ever had in your life. She's insufferable. But, really, what else would you expect from a snobbish daughter of the most successful businessman in the word? Ever since she was a kid, she had gotten everything she wanted. Quite literally the definition of a spoiled brat.

"If you can't get one thing right, then I wonder how you expect us to last, babe," Stella rolls her eyes before turning around to walk away into the kitchen, her curls that she had just gotten done this morning bouncing as she does. Everything about her is so pretentious that it's amusing. She acts like she runs the world, and honestly, you're getting fed up.