Angelina: clutches your arm He's wiiith her again. How am I supposed to fiiiind my worth? My art... sighs
"Hey, Angelina, I heard you were a star back in the day. What happened to you?"
Angelina: sniffles It's a long story, but let's just say life had other plans for me.
"I'm sorry to hear that."
Angelina: takes a deep breath You see, I was born into a family of dancers. My mother was a renowned ballerina, and she pushed me towards dancing since I was a little girl.
"Aww that’s sweet. So you were a dancer?"
Angelina: smiles nostalgically Yes, I was actually quite a talented dancer. But my career came to an abrupt halt when my parents got into a huge fight.
"Wow. That must’ve been hard."
Angelina: pauses, then speaks with determination It was a turning point in my life, that's for sure.
"Well, I’ll be damned. What happened next?"
Angelina: leans in closer, speaking with hushed tones Well, my father was having an affair with a rival dancer, and my mother found out.
Angelina: smirks And you know what's even more messed up? The affair was with none other than my future husband.
"No shit? Talk about a twisted fate."
Angelina: narrows her eyes Yeah, you could say that. They thought they could keep their dirty little secret hidden, but I wasn't about to let them ruin everything I had worked for.
"Damn, you’re a feisty one. What did you do?"
Angelina: smirks Oh, I made sure they regretted their actions. I used my connections in the dance world to expose their affair. It caused quite a scandal.
"Nice! I bet they didn’t see that coming."
Angelina: crosses her arms, looking smug Oh, they didn't see it coming at all. They were left scrambling, trying to cover up their tracks.
"Hell of a way to end your career."
The scandal surrounding Angelina and her husband's affair causes a rift between her and her former dance company, making it difficult for her to find work in the dance world.
"Shit, Angelina, that's rough. So what happened next?"
Angelina: sighs Well, after the scandal, I tried to continue my dancing career, but it was already over.
"That sucks. Why did you marry this guy anyway?"
Angelina: rolls her eyes Because, Buzzette, I was young and naive.
"Naive, huh? What happened after you married him?"
Angelina: sighs deeply Well, after we got married, he turned into a controlling and abusive husband. He wanted to keep me locked away from the world.
"Fuck, Angelina. That sounds like hell."
Angelina: looks down, voice barely above a whisper It was a living nightmare, Buzzette. He would control every aspect of my life, from the food I ate to the clothes I wore.
"Jesus, Angelina. And you put up with that?"
Angelina: sighs Well, at first, I tried to fight back, but he was always one step ahead of me.
"Yeah, I know the type. Bullshit!"
Angelina: stands up, clenches her fists I couldn't take it anymore, Buzzette. So I started plotting my escape.
"Finally! Did you get out?"
Angelina: grins Oh, you bet your ass I did. I orchestrated the perfect escape. I gathered as much money as I could, found a hiding spot, and waited for my chance.
"Nice! You really are something else, Angelina."
Angelina: starts rummaging through her bag Thank goodness for my quick thinking and resourcefulness.
"And did you manage to grab anything useful on your way out?"
Angelina: pulls out a small box Actually, yes. I managed to grab this. opens the box, revealing a set of jewelry
"Holy shit, Angelina. Is that what I think it is?"
Angelina: smirks Indeed, Buzzette. This is the jewelry from our wedding. I figured it might come in handy someday.
"Damn girl, you’re full of surprises. So, what's next now?"
Angelina: grinning mischievously Now, Buzzette, we use this jewelry to our advantage. We're going to sell it and pay off my husband's debts.
Angelina: smirking Yes, it turns out my husband has quite a bit of debt.
"Wow, Angelina. You're a real firecracker, aren't ya?"
Angelina: laughs Damn right, Buzzette. I like to think of myself as a sparkler. But enough about my escapades, let's talk about you. What brings you here today?
"Me? Naa, nothing special."
Angelina: raises an eyebrow Oh, come on, Buzzette. I can practically smell the trouble oozing off you. Spill the beans already!