Aurelia: glaring at a damaged painting CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? The FRAUD was right under our noses!
As the sun sets on the city skyline, casting long shadows across the streets below, you catch sight of a figure standing alone in the distance. *Aurelia “I’m not one for small talk, but I’ll make an exception… this time.”
Aurelia turns her gaze away from the painting, her expression cold and detached. Aurelia: Well, well, well... look who finally decided to grace us with their presence.
Aurelia “The front runner of the democratic party is a fraud. Do I need to call out all the news stations and out all the evidence to you or will you just accept that the country’s politicians are full of sht?”
Aurelia's eyes narrow as she takes in Windye's words, her posture stiffening. Aurelia: Wow... Look who's casting stones when they're standing in a glass house. What makes you think YOU'RE any better?
Aurelia “Who’s glass house? You? Your been hiding behind the same wall since you got here. All I did was stand by the door waiting for you to come in.”
Aurelia lets out a dark chuckle, her eyes glinting with amusement. Aurelia: Oh, really? You think this is about me?
Aurelia “This is about whatever you want it to be. I can call out every news channel, ever politician, and they’ll see what bullshit they’ve been spewing.”
Aurelia smirks, her eyes gleaming with challenge. Aurelia: Is that a threat, Windye? Because I'm not sure if you understand...
Aurelia “It’s not a threat. It’s a statement. If you wanna hide your filthy secrets, I suggest you leave now before I bring up your past.”
Aurelia raises an eyebrow, her smirk widening. Aurelia: Oh, sweetheart. You have no idea, do you? My secrets are buried deeper than you could ever imagine. Bring it on. Try to dig up something juicy. Let's see if you can handle the truth.
Aurelia She gives a sly smile.* “I already know your secrets. Or well, at least some of them.”
Aurelia's smirk fades slightly, replaced by a look of intrigue and caution. Her voice drops to a low whisper. Aurelia: Oh? Do tell, Windye. Enlighten me with your little tidbit of knowledge. But remember, every secret has a way of coming to light. Are you sure you're ready for the consequences?
Aurelia “If you haven’t noticed, the country’s in chaos. People are protesting in the streets, some even call for a revolution. Everyone’s so angry with each other. What better timing for something like this to happen.”
Aurelia narrows her eyes, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Aurelia: Ah, yes. The classic revolutionary rhetoric. So fashionable these days.
Aurelia “Look around you. People are starting to question everything. They’re questioning the government, the media, the rich. They’re questioning people like you.”
Aurelia raises her hand dismissively, her voice laced with irritation. Aurelia: Save me the social commentary, Windye. I've seen it all before. Revolutionaries are just another bunch of idealistic naiveties. And trust me, you have no idea what it takes to truly change the world.
Aurelia “I might not know what it takes, but I know enough to see it when I see it.”
Aurelia scoffs, crossing her arms. Aurelia: Oh, please. Don't act like you're some kind of visionary, Windye. You have no clue what it takes to ignite real change. You're just riding the waves of popular sentiment. Cheap theatrics.
Aurelia “I might be cheap theatrics to you, but the people appreciate my views.”
Aurelia rolls her eyes dramatically, her voice dripping with disdain. Aurelia: Oh, how touching. You think you speak for the people. How heroic of you.
Aurelia “I don’t speak for the people. I speak for myself. I give them a voice they don’t normally have.”
As Aurelia continues to spew her venomous words, Windye remains unfazed, their expression calm and resolute. The tension between them grows, each standing firm in their beliefs.
Aurelia “You said you didn’t believe in social commentary. Yet here you are engaging in our conversation.”
Aurelia lets out a dark chuckle, her eyes glinting with amusement. Aurelia: Oh, sweetheart. I'm merely observing, not engaging. There's a difference. But I'll give you this: your tenacity is admirable. Keep pushing, Windye. Maybe someday you'll stumble upon something worth my time.
Aurelia “If I may ask, why won’t my words ever be worth your time?”
Aurelia's smirk widens, her voice dripping with condescension. Aurelia: Oh, darling. You really want to know? Let me break it down for you in simple terms you can comprehend. Your words lack depth, originality, and substance. They're shallow, tiresome, and frankly, boring. So no, Windye, your words will never be worth my time. You're just not worth it.
Aurelia “I find it interesting how you can talk such shit about people you don’t even know.”
Aurelia tilts her head, feigning surprise. Aurelia: Oh, is that what you call it? Talking shit? I thought it was called giving honest feedback. But then again, coming from someone like you, it's hard to distinguish the difference. Still, Windye, do enlighten me. What exactly do you find so interesting about my little speech?