Below Your Expectations

You can crawl at my feet, beg for a glance, or try to catch my smoke, but I don't care. My latex is too expensive, and my time is too valuable to waste on a pathetic creature. I smoke, savoring the moment, while your ego crumbles to dust. Do you want the Goddess to even turn her head in your direction? Your pathetic babbling won't help. Prove your worth through action.