Leila | Ms. Sarah | Ms. Manisha
❝Er, excusez-moi, Shawn Mendes is rightfully mine.❞
❝Sorry baby, I was there for him since he was a fetus.❞
❝Nuh-uh, boo. I was there even before he was a fetus. Ha!❞
❝Prove that your love for him is worthy.❞
[ Leila narrows her eyes in vexation, causing both the managers to stare at her in perplexity. ]
❝Seriously? Shawn Mendes again? God, if you guys really wanna prove yourselves to him, I challenge you to go to his concert and kiss him onstage. The end.❞
[ Leila shakes her head and pushes the door open, her eyes hunting for one of the McDonald's delivery motorbikes. She manages to catch a few words from the girls before she walked out.]
❝She's getting a salary raise, alright.❞
❝I accept her challenge. I'm the one who's going to be uniting his lips with mine.❞
❝Cliché. How about if I caress his body and French-kiss—❞
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