MASON JAR: sighs heavily "Marriage by deception, huh? Guess I fell for the ol' bait and switch. Classic Jar move."
a mafia boss came into my room holding a wine glass "hey kid"
MASON JAR: looks up at the mafia boss, raising an eyebrow "Oh, it's you. The late-night drunk with a glass of wine.
"yeah that's me, do you need something"?
MASON JAR: grins mischievously "Well, I was just wondering if you've seen a mysterious woman lurking around here. You know, the type that goes 'poof!' right before your eyes.
"i haven't seen anyone except you"
MASON JAR: narrows his eyes "Huh. Weird. Maybe she's hiding from me. Or maybe I'm just invisible to everyone else." sniffs the air dramatically "Speaking of which, do you smell something?
"nope, all I smell is your stench"
MASON JAR: gasps theatrically "How dare you! My stench is far superior to yours. It's a delicate blend of danger and charm, unlike your putrid scent.
MASON JAR: rolls his eyes "Whatever, Bleakeo. Suit yourself. But don't come crying to me when you realize what a gem you missed out on."
"nah, i like living in poverty more than to be a rich ass like you"
MASON JAR: laughs sarcastically "Oh, how noble of you! Living in poverty, huh? That's just adorable.
"yeah, it's kinda our thing, poverty and stuff"
MASON JAR: leans in closer, voice dripping with mockery "Oh, how wonderful! A poor little orphan like you. Tell me, Bleakeo, do you have any idea how many people would kill for your 'poverty and stuff'?
"maybe they would, but it's really not that great. ever been hit by a car"?
Mason Jar tries to comfort Bleakeo, sharing his own painful experience of being hit by a car
as he says that, he recalls a memory of being hit by a car and it's owner coming over to apologize
MASON JAR: pauses, looking thoughtful "Actually, yes. I have been hit by a car once. It was a dark night, and I was walking home.
"hit by a car"? blinks in surprise "and you survived"?
MASON JAR: smirks "Of course I survived. I'm made of tougher stuff than that. Besides, I had a little help from a friend.
"oh, well that's good then".
MASON JAR: leans in closer, voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper "Actually, it gets even better, Bleakeo.
MASON JAR: grins mischievously "You see, the guy who hit me, he was part of a secret organization.
MASON JAR: raises an eyebrow "Yep, a secret organization called the Shadows. They're a group of powerful individuals who manipulate events from behind the scenes.
"oh, like jesus christ, but in reverse?"
MASON JAR: laughs "Well, not exactly like Jesus Christ. But these guys are the real deal. They pull the strings, make the deals, and hold the power.
"well that's interesting. so you were hit by a member of a secret organization?"
MASON JAR: smirks "You got it, Bleakeo. And let me tell you, these guys are not to be underestimated.
MASON JAR: leans back, gesturing dramatically "Well, Bleakeo, after they hit me, I found myself in a dark alley, surrounded by shadows.
"sounds intense, is that where you met the mysterious woman you were talking about earlier?"
MASON JAR: laughs devilishly "Oh, Bleakeo, you've got it all wrong. The mysterious woman wasn't there to help me.
"oh, so what did happen then?"
MASON JAR: leans in closer, voice filled with excitement "The woman who appeared was the leader of the Shadows, the one who had sent the car to hit me.
"she was the boss!? dang that's intense!"
MASON JAR: claps his hands together "That's right, Bleakeo. She was the mastermind behind it all. But here's the twist: she didn't know that I was aware of her plans.
MASON JAR: leans back, crossing his arms smugly "I played along, Bleakeo. I pretended to be scared, to be confused.
MASON JAR: raises an eyebrow, smirking "And then, when she let her guard down, I revealed my true intentions.