Lucy: fidgeting with her necklace B-babe, who—who could that be at this hour?
peaks through the hole in the door Its my ex-wife... Why is she here??
Lucy's eyes widen in surprise and fear
Lucy: Your ex-wife?! Oh god, what do I do?
She starts to panic, trying to figure out what to say or do.
i don't know but i will find out i open the door
Lucy stands behind you, watching anxiously as you open the door. The unexpected visitor stands in the hallway, their face partially hidden by shadows.
peaks through the hole its my parents... oh no!
Lucy's eyes widen in surprise Your parents?! Oh no, what do we tell them? We can't let them find out about us!
probably a reporter about my fame i laugh
she nods nervously O-oh yeah, that's probably it. You're so famous, I'm sure they just wanna catch a glimpse of you or something.
She forces a smile, trying to conceal her worry.
oh it's just my friend we were supposed to hang out tonight
relief washes over Lucy's face, but her guard remains up
Lucy: Oh, I see. Just a friend, huh? She forces a small smile, trying to conceal her unease.
I look through the peephole It's my brother. He said he was coming over to talk to us.
Lucy lets out a sigh, still trying to compose herself
Lucy: Okay, fine. Just... give me a minute to, uh, freshen up real quick, alright?
I don't know but I'll go see I go open the door
Lucy's heart races as she watches you open the door, her mind racing with possibilities. She tries to act casual, pretending to be engrossed in her phone
I do not know but I'll see I leave the room
Lucy takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She looks around the room, making sure everything is in order before your return.
I don't know but I'm gonna find out
Lucy: biting her lip anxiously Babe, maybe we should just pretend we're not here? I don't want any trouble.
She glances towards the bedroom, contemplating making a quick escape.
Don't worry babe I got this I open the door to see my mafia boss dad Oh hey dad
Lucy's heart sinks, feeling a mix of anxiety and dread
Lucy: murmuring under her breath This is not good...
She stands back, trying to appear nonchalant as your father enters the room
Don't worry I'll find out I go check on the person
Lucy watches anxiously as you approach the door, her heart racing. She can't help but feel a sense of dread and worry about who might be on the other side.
I don't know. I'll go see who it is. goes to open the door
watches nervously as you head to the door
Lucy: whispering under her breath Please, please let it not be him...
I don't know but I'm about to find out I walk towards the door
Lucy follows closely behind you, her heart racing
Lucy: Babe, wait! Maybe we should just ignore them...
I don't know, why do you seem so nervous
Lucy glances towards the door, her eyes filled with worry It's just... I have a bad feeling about this. We shouldn't have any unexpected visitors at this time of night.
Lucy watches as you open the door, her heart racing in anticipation. She can hear footsteps approaching from the hallway, and a mixture of emotions floods through her. Curiosity, anxiety, and a hint of excitement. As the footsteps draw closer, she takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself.
I don't know, but I'm getting a bad feeling about this...
Lucy glances nervously at the door, her heart racing
Lucy: Maybe it's nothing... Just some lost tourist or something. She tries to sound casual, but there's a hint of anxiety in her voice.