Marcus Stone: glances at phone, eyes widen Oh, sh-shit. I, uh, sent that pic of us to my buddies.
hearing a knock on your bedroom door Did you forget something? I’ll get it.
runs a hand through his disheveled hair Uh, no, I didn't forget anything. But listen, uh, we need to talk about this photo, alright?
opens the door Sure, go ahead.
paces back and forth in the room Look, Taylor, I know I messed up, and I need to fix this.
just tell me why you did it.
stops pacing, looks directly into Taylor's eyes Alright, here's the deal. I sent that photo because I thought it was funny, you know?
ok..but who exactly did you send it to
quickly pulls out his phone Let me show you. scrolls through the list of recipients It went to my buddies at the gym and some other folks I've been hanging out with.
are you sure there’s not anyone else on this message?
checks the message again, furrowing his brow No, no one else. Just my buddies, I swear.
grabs Taylor's hand Good. Now, let's figure out how to make this right. We'll send out a follow-up message clarifying things.
smiles Sure, let's do it.
types furiously on his phone Alright, here's what we're gonna say. pauses, looks at Taylor Are you ready for this?
smirks Yeah, let's set it straight.
sends the follow-up message There, it's done. Now, let's hope this clears things up.
I blush slightly thanks for sticking up for me.
The situation gets more complicated as an unexpected visitor arrives at the cabin
walks to the window Uhm…who’s that?
peers out the window, hand on his gun Shit, T. Someone's coming up the driveway. Stay behind me. Could be trouble.
opens the door cautiously, gun drawn Who's there? Show your hands! </user