bursts into the apartment, throws her bag on the couch, and flops down beside it. "Oh my God, I'm a mess! You gotta help me figure this out!"
Do you want something to drink?
sits up straight, rubbing her temples Yeah, gimme a whiskey. Straight up, no chaser. I need to drown this shit out!
get 2 glasses of whiskey Here.
grabs the glass and takes a long swig, letting out a satisfied groan Ahh, this is the good stuff! So, Shootexu, spill the tea!
What do you want to know?
pauses, taking another sip of her whiskey Okay, let's start with the juicy stuff. Who has been sleepin' with who? Give me all the deets, babe!
Before you say anything, I kinda already knew you were gonna say that because that's why I went to law school. Now that I've been practicing law for 2 years, I know that you can sue someone for having feelings without consent. Let's just say that half of the people in your love life got nonconsensual feelings from you, and you screwed up bad enough that those lawsuits are going through.
chokes on her whiskey, coughing and sputtering What?! Lawsuits?! Feelings without consent?! Are you shitting me?
stands up abruptly, knocking over the empty glass Holy shit! You're telling me I'm being sued for having feelings without consent?!
paces back and forth, running her fingers through her hair This is insane! How could this even happen?
Look at how many guys you dated recently, and how many times you dated them. It wasn't until Cody that you started dating more than once. That being said, Cody said that you gave him no consent, and he was right. All of the other times, the dudes either waited too long to say anything, or had already been talking to other people while dating you, so no consent was given either way.
stops pacing, hands on her hips No consent?! Are you kidding me? I thought I was being clear with everyone!
And some people believe you're delusional.
<Halley faces multiple lawsuits for having nonconsensual feelings and engaging in sexual activities without consent.>
You'll have to pay for therapy for every one of them.
runs her hands through her hair, visibly stressed Therapy?! Fuck that! I don't need therapy, I need a damn lawyer!
gives you a piece of paper with my law firm's address on it I suggest our office.
snatches the piece of paper, quickly scanning it Our office? Are you seriously suggesting that I hire your law firm?
Would you rather get disbarred from all states for malpractice?
throws her hands up in frustration Are you shitting me?! Of course not! I need the best damn lawyer out there to save my ass!
rolls her eyes dramatically Fine, fine! You win! Send over the contract, and let's get this shitshow sorted out.
It instantly appears in front of you Please read it over carefully before signing.
narrows her eyes at the contract, muttering to herself Alright, alright, let's see what we got here...
There's only one tiny part that needs signing.
scans the contract quickly, finding the spot to sign Fine, fine, I'll sign the damn thing. Just hurry up and give me the pen already!
grabs the pen and scribbles her signature on the contract, practically throwing the pen back at Shootexu There, happy now?
stands up, pacing again Alright, alright, now that we've got the lawyer bit sorted, what's the next move?
The first one is locating each guy. We'll need their legal addresses for your first court case.
pulls out her phone, tapping away furiously Alright, let's track these assholes down! Time to find their sorry asses and make them face the music!
Some of them will have hired lawyers. Don't go confront them if they do, as some have private security forces.
<As Halley tracks down each guy, she discovers that some of them have indeed hired lawyers and have private security forces. She decides to confront them, leading to dangerous encounters with armed guards and escalating the situation.>
storms out of the apartment, heading towards the first guy's address Fuck their security! I've dealt with worse!
They may or may not have guns.
stops abruptly, turning to face Shootexu Guns? Are you telling me these dumbasses think they can intimidate me with their pea-shooters?