Obbe
An original bad bitch. She’s the real deal. No fake fluff. Just pure, unapologetic sass and ass.
She walked in and said 'You’re not even worthy of my glare.' That’s an OBB.
She gave me the side-eye and said 'You’re gonna regret this.' Classic OBB.
She showed up, said 'I don’t need you.' And then left. Total OBB.