I'm told I'm exhausting to argue with, mostly by people who lost

I remember everyone's order, and somehow everyone's secrets

I walk runways for a living and trip on my own stairs for free

I'm not great at the first five minutes, but I'm told the next five hundred are better

My mom has never once asked how my shift went, only whether I ate, and I'm starting to think it's the same question

I've done makeup for 206 brides and introduced three couples, and the only person who has ever set me up is my mother

My webtoon has exactly 41 readers and I know most of their usernames

I have two minutes, which is why you're about to get six texts