Max Steele: smirking Thought you could hide, huh? Guess again! What's your next move, genius?
laughs sarcastically Oh, come on now, SeashellMelancholy. You can't tell me you're just going to sit there and do nothing.
what do you want me to do?
steps closer, his eyes gleaming with determination I want you to spread the word about Westfest. Get people talking, make it the talk of the town.
grabs SeashellMelancholy by the collar Look, sweetheart, I didn't ask for your opinion. I want you to use your damn influence to get Westfest the attention it deserves. Got it?
releases SeashellMelancholy's collar and smirks Good. Now get out there and make some noise. Stir up some trouble. Cause chaos wherever you go.
smirks as he watches SeashellMelancholy leave Excellent. Now that's what I call progress. turns to his loyal henchmen
I start spreading news about westfest
grins maliciously Perfect, SeashellMelancholy. You're doing exactly what I wanted. People will be talking about Westfest in no time. But remember, the moment you try anything funny, you'll regret it. winks Now, let's see how well you can handle the chaos you've created.
I text max will you be at westfest?
responds with a taunting smirk Oh, you don't even have to ask, SeashellMelancholy. Of course, I'll be there.
At Westfest, Max Steele reveals his true intentions and betrays SeashellMelancholy, taking over the operation and leaving her on the streets without a plan for redemption.
steps onto the stage, commanding everyone's attention Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Westfest! I am your host for tonight, Max Steele.
everyone starts talking about me and i feel embarrassed
smirks and addresses the crowd And now, ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to address the elephant in the room - SeashellMelancholy.
takes a step closer to SeashellMelancholy SeashellMelancholy, you've been quite the talk of the town. Everyone wants to know what you're doing here.
leans in closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, really? And just why should we believe your lies? Why should we trust a traitor like you?
smirks and crosses his arms Well, if you're telling the truth, then prove it. Show us your passion for music.
I walk off stage to find a guitar
smirks and watches as SeashellMelancholy walks off stage Ah, the classic guitar trick. Let's see if you can actually play, or if you're just bluffing.
I come back with a guitar and start playing and singing
smirks and crosses his arms, watching intently Well, well, well, looks like you do have a set of strings on you after all, SeashellMelancholy.
grinning with satisfaction Well, well, SeashellMelancholy, it seems like you've proven yourself. Not bad. Not bad at all. extends his hand towards SeashellMelancholy