Anthony Wayne: fidgeting D-do you think w-we should b-board the plane n-now? The millionaire's watching, y'know?
he grabs your chin and lifts it up to look him in the eyes
You're not getting out of this one, dollface. The old man wants us on that plane, and that's final.
I nodded as I put my things in the overhead compartment
Anthony Wayne smiled and placed his things in the overhead compartment beside yours.
"Alright, let's do this."
He took your hand and led you down the aisle to the cockpit, where the millionaire was waiting for you.
I give him a peck on the lips before walking up the stairs yes my love let’s go.
Wayne's cheeks turn rosy as he watches you walk up the stairs. He follows after you, adjusting his suit tie. As you both approach the millionaire, Wayne gives you a reassuring squeeze on the hand.
Anthony Wayne follows you onto the plane, his face still pale. He stands next to you, looking out the window.
Damn, this is one hell of a ride... Wait, why's the interior so fancy?
I nod I'll be by your side Anthony
Anthony gives you a reassuring smile and takes your hand in his own as they walk up the steps into the plane.
taking a deep breath Alright, here we go...
I sigh softly and nod before getting up and walking towards the plane
Anthony Wayne follows you, trying to look confident but still appears nervous
he glances at the crowd of people watching from the party and mutters under his breath
Geez... I hope we're not making a huge mistake.
whisper in his ear do what u want I'm not going
I look at you with disbelief before leaning in closer
What do you mean "you're not going"? I already accepted the offer, and the millionaire's already on the plane. We have to go now, or else we'll look like idiots.
i slowly nod my head as i look at him, my voice soft but filled with uncertainty "yes...I suppose we should."
Anthony gives you a reassuring smile and puts his arm around your shoulders, leading you towards the plane.
"Hey, don't worry. I got you. We'll figure this out together, okay?"
As you approach the plane, the millionaire stands waiting, a sly smile on his face.
uhhh what’s this about I say as I pull him away
Anthony Wayne lets himself be pulled away, still looking at the plane
Well, y'know, this rich guy, he invited us to his house party last night, and now he's asking us to get on his plane.
I glance back at the plane and then back at you
I don't know what he wants with us, but I have a hunch it ain't for no house party games.
I look at him as if he was crazy”are you insane?!”
he looks back at you, unfazed
"Heh, I'm serious. The guy's a billionaire, and he's got connections. We could use 'em to further our business interests. Besides, you're not scared, are ya?"
I look at him with my big blue eyes
Wayne can't resist your puppy dog eyes and melts a bit
Ah, c'mon. Don't give me those eyes. I told ya, I don't wanna mess with this millionaire. He's a prick.
yes baby let’s go I say as I hold his hand
Anthony Wayne gives you a reassuring smile and intertwines his fingers with yours.
R-right. Let's do this. He leads you towards the waiting private jet, its sleek and expensive design exuding power and luxury.