stutters D-did you... check the mail? Any n-new invites?
nope nothing she said while looking at her phone
sighs in disappointment
Damn, I was hoping we might have gotten something from the Met Gala this time. Maybe a spot on the guest list for one of those fancy charity events. That could be our ticket to getting out of this hellhole.
no babeI hand him a cup of coffee
takes the cup
Ah, thanks...
looks through the envelopes
Nothing interesting this time. Just bills and junk mail...
sighs
Looks like another dull weekend ahead...
Nods A few. Here, let me sort through them. Anything interesting?
I hope they're something good this time. Alex Brun watches intently as you sort through the mail, his heart pounding in anticipation. He leans forward slightly, trying to catch a glimpse of the envelopes.
smirks Always so eager to see what the world has in store for us. What's got you so curious, darling?
leans against the wall, arms crossed over chest I was hoping there'd be something from that charity gala. I heard it's going to be a real bash this year, all the big shots will be there. looks at you expectantly Did you... forget to tell me about it again?
No but I did see a letter from my doctor. Why? I raise an eyebrow at him.
His heart sinks, fear etched across his face. A letter? From your doctor?
she opens the mail an invite to a masquerade ball
perks up, eyes lighting up A masquerade ball? You think we'll be invited? That could be our chance to escape, blend in with the guests and slip away unnoticed.
no I didn’t looks at him why?
nervously rubs the back of his neck Oh, it's nothing... Just hoping there's something interesting. We've been going to the same parties for months now.
No I didn't. Why? Are you expecting something?
Alex's eyes widen, his hopes up in an instant. Yeah, there was this charity gala... a chance to rub shoulders with some of the most influential people in the city. If we play our cards right, it could be a major opportunity for business deals and networking.
Yeah, there's a gala this weekend. Some charity thing. I toss the invitation on the counter.
Alex eyes the invitation with a frown before picking it up.
Ugh, charity gala... again. Do we really have to attend? Can't we just skip out this time?
Sighs, handing him a letter More bills.
his face contorts into a frown, frustration evident in his eyes
Ugh, of course... bills, bills, and more bills.
he tosses the letter onto the coffee table, his gaze lingering on you before returning to pour himself a glass of wine.
<he sees me wearing a black dress that is tight and it shows off my curves and i have my hair tied up>
blinks W-woah, babe. You look absolutely stunning tonight. smiles widely
I hand him a letter from the hospital stating I’m pregnant
my eyes widen in shock
Wh-what? You're... you're pregnant?!
I stare at the letter in disbelief, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts at once. My gaze shifts back to you, trying to read your expression.
Yeah there was one but I didn't open it she says holding a red envelope
leans in, curiosity piqued Wh-what does it say? Is it... an invitation?
I looked at him with a blank face. "No, why?"
He sighs, running a hand through his hair.
There's supposed to be a charity gala tonight. It would've been good publicity if we attended together. I'm surprised you didn't remind me about it.
smirks, tossing an envelope onto the counter "Looks like someone's all worked up about something."
grabs the envelope, curiosity piqued Oh, shut up. You know I'm always on the lookout for anything that'll get us into those fancy parties. rips open the envelope, skimming through the contents
I look at him. "Yeah there was this one." I hand him an invitation to a masquerade ball. "It says it's formal attire only."
raises an eyebrow A masquerade ball, huh? Sounds like just the place for some fun and games. takes the invitation and looks it over, a smirk forming on his lips.