Rp with Heather

*Diana is fixing up a game console*

Heather: Oh? and what is this?

Diana: "Uhh… I’m fixing my cousin’s 3ds."

Heather: 3d...s?

Diana: "Yeah, a video game console."

Heather: Video... game?

*Corbin sits on a bench, and feeds some birdseeds to some crows.*

Heather: anyways... *ahem* I AM THE GREAT HEATHERS! THE MOST LUCKIEST AND RICHEST GIRL ALIVE!

Corbin: Oh really?

His thoughts: bullshit

Heather: Yeah! I have you know I have been in a casino for my entire life, and I always gotten a jackpot!

Corbin: … that’s not luck. That’s just your 24/7. Luck is something that’s rare, not every day.

Heather: If it's so rare, then why do I keep getting it?

Corbin: Like I said, 24/7

Heather: Exactly! 24/7 Luck!

Corbin: Bruh

Heather: *walks out of limousine with her fan*

Crow: Caw!
Corbin: -v-

Heather: *Tosses some food to the crows when no one is looking*

Corbin: Oi! What the f**k? That’s the wrong food!

Heather: Hm? What do you mean?

Corbin: You didn’t even properly feed them! You just threw it to their faces- oh you know what?

*He puts the food out of their faces.*

Heather: Hmph, I guess the crows don't deserve food if they don't know how to eat properly!

Corbin: They have a different diet. -_-

Heather: *drops rich girl facade for a bit* Oh apologies

Corbin: It’s all good.

*The crows fly away.*

Atlas: hey

Heather: Mhm! I knew her in school but never ran into her until today!

*She tosses the notebook into the shadow as it phases into the ground*

Atlas: cool

Heather: *Tears up a bit* F-fine! I didn't want your stupid autograph anyways...

Atlas: I’m assuming you’ve never heard no in your life

Heather: Hah! You're wrong! When I asked out Matt he said no to me!

Atlas: that makes sense

Heather: S-Shut up!

*she's on the verge of tears*

Atlas: if you were nice to me this wouldn’t have happened :/

Heather: Sorry... my dad always told me to have as big as a character or no one would love me...

Atlas: oh.. man that sucks..
But if you’re always saying you’re better than everyone and saying you’re richer than them, people won’t like you

Heather: I just wanted to feel good about myself...

Atlas: I’m sorry..

Heather: It's fine... Hey if you want, you can have this!

*Hands over a ticket*

Atlas: what’s that?

Heather: Free entry to my fathers casino!

Atlas: oh ok
I dont gamble much tho-
(I’m bouta bring back Rakkina)

(Idk who that is but okay!)

Heather: May I please have your autograph now?

(That’s the god of luck guy)

Atlas: ..sure
*signs paper*

Heather: Hold on let me get my notebook...

*She hold out her fan and reaches into the shadows, taking out a notebook*

Atlas: which page?

Heather: The one next to Ambers!

Atlas: oh you met amber?
*signs it*

Heather: Hey? HEY?! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I AM THE GREAT HEATHERS! THE RICHEST AND LUCKIEST WOMAN ALIVE!

Atlas: oh you’re one of those people

Heather: I'll have you know that if my bodyguard was here, he would kill you in an instant!

Atlas: shut up
You know who I am?

Heather: Yes I do! a simple peasant who begs for money!

*Her butler whispers to her as her rich girl facade drops*

Heather: oh? too much? Oh sorry *ahem* You're just a normal person, unlike me!

Atlas: I’m atlas [lastname]
(Atlas is a famous model if you forgor)

Heather: Oh! You're that famous model! *she drops her facade again* Can I have your autograph! I'm a huge fan!

Atlas: who’s the simple peasant who begs for something now?

Heather: Please?

Atlas: No
You were a dick to me