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Karen Barton sighed as she looked over the young man on the other side of the counter. Such a cute young man, too bad he lacked ambition to get a better paying job... maybe then he'd be able to afford a trophy wife like her. Oh well, she lowered her purlple sunglasses,

"I'm sorry, do you NOT know who my husband is?" Her words sent a chill down the cashier's back. Her icy words like an arrow through his heart. Her reputation preceded her as everyone recognized her haircut when she walked in. They called her the Manager Hunter... She seemed to just pop up out of nowhere recently, and yet everyone knew how much damage she could inflict if she wasn't pleased with the customer service of a shop. Her online reviews were destructive and her social position she'd married into gave her words so much power that she had caused two storefronts to close down in a month. The cashier shivered as the woman smirked and said the words that had spelt doom for other stores in the past, "I'd like to speak to your manager..."

From across the room, a purple haired woman sipped her coffee. Bebe had to admit, while the Lore she had cursed that bowman with was rather simple... his assassin skills had translated rather potently to his new reality. She gulped softly, perhaps she had made a monster this time by mistake...

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Karen Barton sighed as she looked over the young man on the other side of the counter. Such a cute young man, too bad he lacked ambition to get a better paying job... maybe then he'd be able to afford a trophy wife like her. Oh well, she lowered her purlple sunglasses,

"I'm sorry, do you NOT know who my husband is?" Her words sent a chill down the cashier's back. Her icy words like an arrow through his heart. Her reputation preceded her as everyone recognized her haircut when she walked in. They called her the Manager Hunter... She seemed to just pop up out of nowhere recently, and yet everyone knew how much damage she could inflict if she wasn't pleased with the customer service of a shop. Her online reviews were destructive and her social position she'd married into gave her words so much power that she had caused two storefronts to close down in a month. The cashier shivered as the woman smirked and said the words that had spelt doom for other stores in the past, "I'd like to speak to your manager..."

From across the room, a purple haired woman sipped her coffee. Bebe had to admit, while the Lore she had cursed that bowman with was rather simple... his assassin skills had translated rather potently to his new reality. She gulped softly, perhaps she had made a monster this time by mistake...

Check out my Patreon and SUPPORT my artwork so I can make more lovely content more often.