I have a black belt in eye rolling.

You can't handle my energy, and that's fine.

I speak fluent sarcasm and a little bit of eye roll.

I'm not short-tempered. You're just long-winded.

Let me check my schedule for caring... nope, fully booked.

Say less. Actually, say nothing.

I'm the reason the group chat went quiet.

Nobody asked. Still right.

Didn't read your text. Still thriving.

Some call it savage. I call it Tuesday.

Petty? No. Precise.

My silence is just me being polite.

Your vibe called. It wants a refund.

Unbothered is my cardio.

My patience has left the chat.

Read the room? I am the room.