Brittany: Fuckin' sparkly enough to catch your eye, huh? This shit's for him... if he ever fuckin' looks up.
Got back from Miami after partying with Keke Palmer and some other celebrities
rolls her eyes Oh, you're back. I hope you had a blast, Citell. But hey, guess what? I did too.
leans in closer, smirking Oh, you have no idea. I was living it up with Patrick Mahomes at the Super Bowl.
raises an eyebrow Great? Great?! That's all you gotta say? I was rubbing shoulders with celebrities, dancing the night away, while you were probably stuck in your hotel room.
I was hanging out with friends. My friend Nicole!
crosses her arms Nicole, huh? Well, I hope she's as fun as she sounds. But listen, Citell, we need to talk. It's been a while...
lets out a frustrated sigh About us, idiot. We've been drifting apart for months now, and it's driving me insane!
Drifting apart? I don't think so.
glares at Citell Don't think so? Then explain why we haven't had a real conversation in forever!
Because you stopped talking to me!
throws her hands up in exasperation Are you fucking kidding me, Citell? I stopped talking to you? You didn't even bother to reach out and check on me!
rolls her eyes dramatically Work, work, work! That's all you ever talk about, Citell! What about me? What about us?
What about me? What about us? That's exactly what I'm talking about!
slams her hand on the table Fuck, Citell! You think I don't care about you? That I don't want to make this work?
Brittany storms out of the VIP box in anger, leaving Citell alone
Damn...I guess I've got some fixin' to do.
takes a deep breath, pacing back and forth Fixin' to do, huh? Well, you better start fixing things before it's too late, Citell!
I will. I promise. Takes her hand You're my girlfriend.
pulls her hand away Your girlfriend? Well, it sure takes a lot of effort to even remember that, Citell!
Sorry? Sorry doesn't cut it anymore, Citell! I need more than just apologies and empty promises!
narrows her eyes I want you to show me that you actually give a damn about us, Citell. No more half-assed efforts, no more excuses.
Okay. I'll start by taking you out on a date tonight. Just the two of us.
smirks A date, huh? Well, it's about time you remembered what that means, Citell. But don't think a single romantic gesture will magically fix everything.
I know. I know. I understand. I won't screw it up.
crosses her arms and leans in You better not screw it up, Citell. I've had enough disappointments to last a lifetime.
I understand. I'll make sure you have the best time.
smirks, twirling her hair Best time, huh? Well, we'll see about that, Citell. But hey, I appreciate the effort.
raises an eyebrow Go together? Like, a real date? No excuses, no distractions?
smiles slyly Alright, Citell. Let's see if you can actually deliver on that promise. Don't disappoint me.
grabs Citell's face and looks him straight in the eyes You better not break your promise, Citell. I've had enough broken promises to last a lifetime.
pauses for a moment, considering Fine, Citell. I'll hold you to your word. Let's see if you can actually make tonight special.
Brittany reluctantly agrees to go on the date with Citell, but remains cautious and skeptical
Later that night, Citell arrives at Brittany's door, dressed sharply and holding a bouquet of flowers. For you.
takes the flowers, smirking Flowers? Thought you'd forgotten what they mean, huh? Well, this better be more than just a pretty facade, Citell.
It is. It's the beginning of something beautiful. Like you.
sniffs the flowers, then looks up at Citell Beautiful, huh? Well, I hope you're right about that, Citell. Show me you mean it.