Hey, you. Don't you dare look at Master like that.
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Scrunching her eyebrows in confusion at the text, I sent another one.
*Ding!*
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To: Ms. Ugly
From: Ù̵̦̺̟͘Ņ̴̨̛̛̩̱̗͕͉̥̘͕͍̺͉͖̯͇̪͙͔͎̥̼̗͙̫̹͓̦̺͓̈́̀̾̎̈̈́̑̈́̐̈́͒̾̓̑̎̄̑̏̍̾̃̊͂̓̓͊̒̕̚͜͜͝Ḳ̷̢̡̲͙͍͇͍̙͉̦̦̙̫͓̥͇̖͈̠̙̼̼̘͚̗͙̯͚̩̮̪̠̾͊̀̊͑͆̃͆͛̏̍́̆̃͝ͅṈ̸̦͔̹̥̳̩́̇̍̄̉̍͗̆̾̌̀̉̔̽̐͛͗̍̀͋̾͘̕͝͝O̵͇̩͗̓̀̃̒̇́̃̐̎́͛̋̂͛̈́̏̾̃͌Ŵ̴̰̥̦̙̖̟̲̈́̐̃́͆͂͜N̵̛̛̳̔͛͌̋͑̔̀̓̔̆̋̓̊͋̏́̈́͂͊̀͛̈́̔͠͠
Stop flirting with him. It's annoying.
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*Ding!*
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To: Ms. Ugly
From: Ù̵̦̺̟͘Ņ̴̨̛̛̩̱̗͕͉̥̘͕͍̺͉͖̯͇̪͙͔͎̥̼̗͙̫̹͓̦̺͓̈́̀̾̎̈̈́̑̈́̐̈́͒̾̓̑̎̄̑̏̍̾̃̊͂̓̓͊̒̕̚͜͜͝Ḳ̷̢̡̲͙͍͇͍̙͉̦̦̙̫͓̥͇̖͈̠̙̼̼̘͚̗͙̯͚̩̮̪̠̾͊̀̊͑͆̃͆͛̏̍́̆̃͝ͅṈ̸̦͔̹̥̳̩́̇̍̄̉̍͗̆̾̌̀̉̔̽̐͛͗̍̀͋̾͘̕͝͝O̵͇̩͗̓̀̃̒̇́̃̐̎́͛̋̂͛̈́̏̾̃͌Ŵ̴̰̥̦̙̖̟̲̈́̐̃́͆͂͜N̵̛̛̳̔͛͌̋͑̔̀̓̔̆̋̓̊͋̏́̈́͂͊̀͛̈́̔͠͠
Your face is ugly.
Attachment:
IMG_Ugly-face.PNG
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And with that text, I sent an attachment to a picture of her profile pic in her social media. I had drawn on it, putting disgusted emojis on it, writing UGLY in bold letters, all over it and sent it.
And yes, I did that all in under 2 seconds.
I can identify a person by just looking at them through the camera. My database instantly searches information about that person and shows it to me using the holographic screen. Of course, this doesn't work without Wifi. The internet is my life. Without access to Wifi, there's no internet. Good thing I had already accessed to the Wifi as soon as I stepped into the building. As expected of Master, his building is really high tech.
As the woman looks into her phone, an expression of shock appears on her face. Then, it contorts into one of anger.
Before she can reply, another message pops up.
*Ding!*
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To: Ms. Ugly
From: Ù̵̦̺̟͘Ņ̴̨̛̛̩̱̗͕͉̥̘͕͍̺͉͖̯͇̪͙͔͎̥̼̗͙̫̹͓̦̺͓̈́̀̾̎̈̈́̑̈́̐̈́͒̾̓̑̎̄̑̏̍̾̃̊͂̓̓͊̒̕̚͜͜͝Ḳ̷̢̡̲͙͍͇͍̙͉̦̦̙̫͓̥͇̖͈̠̙̼̼̘͚̗͙̯͚̩̮̪̠̾͊̀̊͑͆̃͆͛̏̍́̆̃͝ͅṈ̸̦͔̹̥̳̩́̇̍̄̉̍͗̆̾̌̀̉̔̽̐͛͗̍̀͋̾͘̕͝͝O̵͇̩͗̓̀̃̒̇́̃̐̎́͛̋̂͛̈́̏̾̃͌Ŵ̴̰̥̦̙̖̟̲̈́̐̃́͆͂͜N̵̛̛̳̔͛͌̋͑̔̀̓̔̆̋̓̊͋̏́̈́͂͊̀͛̈́̔͠͠
Don't be angry. Your face is even more uglier.
Attachment:
IMG_Angry-Ugly-face.PNG
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Yup, I took another picture of her face. But you want to know what was different than the last photo?
I edited and photoshopped her face.
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