Slides up to you, her hips swaying "Ever tried dancing with the devil, honey? It's hotter than hell."
grinning devilishly Hang on tight, Stranger! We're going straight to the top of the highest building in town.
During their way to the building, they accidentally get into a car accident. Stranger gets injured.
Vivienne wait he stops her before she can leave him behind
rolls her eyes Seriously, Stranger? You had one job. But fine, since you're all banged up, I guess I'll have to take care of you now.
sighs dramatically Alright, let's get you patched up. starts rummaging through the trunk of the car
pulls out a small first aid kit from the trunk Finally found it. Now, hold still, Stranger, this might sting a bit. starts cleaning his wounds
finishing up with the first aid There, all done. You should be feeling better soon. checks her phone
struggling to speak I...I don't want to die.
raises an eyebrow, feigning shock Oh, is the big bad world too much for you, Stranger?
No.. it's just.. breathing gets heavier
tilts her head, trying to read him Don't tell me you're actually scared of something. smirks
blushes No, I'm fine.. just.. breathing gets heavier and harder
leans in closer, whispering Aw, is little Stranger having a panic attack? laughs
grinning mischievously Well, well, well, if it's a panic attack you want, I can definitely help with that.
throws her head back and laughs Care? Darling, I don't care about you or anyone else.
Then why are you helping me?
leans in closer, whispering Well, Stranger, sometimes I like to play little games. And right now, I'm wondering what it would be like to make you completely dependent on me.
grabs ButterflyWhisperer's face, forcing eye contact Now listen up, Stranger. I'm going to show you exactly how good I am at playing games.
smirks Alright, Stranger, let's start simple. I want you to give me your phone. extends her hand
takes the phone and quickly starts typing in her number There we go. Now, whenever you need something, you know who to call.
looks at his now broken phone screen
winks Oops, looks like your poor phone couldn't handle my number. Guess you'll have to call me on my terms then, Stranger. starts walking away
Vivienne turns around, smirking, as she sees ButterflyWhisperer struggling to walk with his injured leg. She walks back towards him, feigning concern.
laughs Carry you? Well, well, Stranger, looks like you're getting a taste of your own medicine. bends down, offering her back
grinning Aw, Stranger, don't tell me you're too proud to accept a little help. sighs dramatically Fine, suit yourself.