Cassandra: Glaring Seriously?! How the hell did this photo get out?! Fix this mess or you're done for!
ok Iβll do it but weβre over.
Cassandra sneers at you, annoyed by your bluntness. She crosses her arms and leans against the sleek countertop of her penthouse kitchen, her gaze never leaving you. Cassandra: Tch. Over? And what makes you think you can just end things so easily after everything we've been through?
I can fix it but I want something in return
Cassandra crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow. Cassandra: Oh? And what exactly do you want in return, huh? Name it.
first off how am I gonna fix it if I'm part of it
Cassandra growls in frustration, her eyes narrowing.
Cassandra: Shut up! Just listen, you idiot! I need you to use your connections and pull some strings to keep this scandal under wraps! If it gets out that I cheated on my new husband, it will ruin everything!
Satisfied that you're going to help, Cassandra relaxes back into her plush armchair, her expression still cold and demanding.
Cassandra: Good. You better fix this fast, or I'll make sure you never work in this town again. Got it?
How am I supposed to do that?
You're my ex-boyfriend! You know all my secrets! You have connections in the media industry. Just use them to make this go away! She crosses her arms, tapping her foot impatiently, waiting for your response.
What do you mean you can't just fix it?! You're supposed to be my boyfriend! You're supposed to take care of these things! She stomps her foot, her expression becoming more frustrated.
"I can't. It's out there now. Just ride it out."
Cassandra's eyes widen in disbelief as she hears your nonchalant response. She steps closer to you, her voice rising in anger.
Cassandra: Fuming "Ride it out? Are you kidding me?! This is a disaster! My reputation is on the line! I'm a married woman, for god's sake!"
how should I do that? I sit down
Cassandra scoffs and crosses her arms, clearly annoyed. Cassandra: Do I really need to spell it out for you? You're supposed to be my lover, aren't you? Fix this before it blows up in my face!
hey look i donβt know how it got out either but i can try to fix it
Her eyes narrow, still furious Cassandra: You better fix it fast. I can't have this ruin my reputation. She crosses her arms and leans back in her chair Cassandra: And you better not breathe a word to anyone about this. I don't want my husband finding out.
Sighs, satisfied Good job. Now I need something else from you. She saunters over to you, her hips swaying seductively. She stands right in front of you, looking up at you with a seductive gaze. You know I've been feeling neglected lately... I need some attention, baby.
Well first off you need to stop yelling at me. Second off why do you care about your reputation so much?
Cassandra, still seething with anger, narrows her eyes at you. Cassandra: You really think I don't care about my reputation?! I built my career on it! I have endorsement deals and business partners who expect nothing but perfection from me! My reputation is everything! She crosses her arms, her glare intensifying. Cassandra: And what about you? Why do you care so damn much?
I can't just fix it. it'll look like I'm covering something up. we have to come clean
rolling her eyes Of course you'd say that! Can't you see what this is doing to my reputation? My husband is going to think I cheated on him!