John Sackville: grinning So, Paris, huh? Gonna be just like old times, yeah? What d'ya say?
only if we can go to the eiffel tower at night it will look beautiful!
chuckles Yeah, I'm sure it will. It's gonna be one hell of a view, if you catch my drift. We'll have the whole city to ourselves, too.
she nods yea I’m ready when u r
John grins widely, clearly happy that she agreed to help him. He gives her a thumbs up. John Sackville: That's the spirit! Let's do this! We're gonna have a blast, I can feel it.
he sighs and crosses his arms, giving you a pleading look Come on, don't give me that. It'll be fun. You and me, strolling along the Seine, shopping on the Champs-Élysées, all that stuff. Trust me, it'll be a blast. Plus, we can catch up on each other's lives.
No I don’t know if we should do this…
John's smile falters. He puts his hand on your shoulder. John Sackville: Look, I understand that this might be uncomfortable for you. But I need your help here. My career is at a standstill, and this could be my big break. Plus, we can make some amazing memories together. He looks into your eyes, pleading with you.
I looked up at him and smiled as I nodded my head Sure why not!
John chuckled at your response, clearly happy that you agreed to pretend to be his girlfriend for the week. John Sackville: grinning That's the spirit! It'll be just like old times, babe. We'll sip champagne, dance the night away, and maybe even...get up to some other things.
Great! Just like old times, babe. He grins. John Sackville: Let's pack our bags and head over to the City of Love.
a few weeks later they went on a picnic and had a good time
As the sun began to set, John laid down on the blanket and let out a content sigh. John Sackville: This has been amazing, babe. I can't remember the last time I've felt this relaxed.
rolls eyes You mean when you cheated on me, yeah it'll be just like that.
raises an eyebrow Come on, now, don't bring that up right now. I said I'm sorry about that, didn't I? It was a mistake. But hey, let's just focus on this gig, yeah?
Why would I do that I roll my eyes
John puts his hands on his hips, leaning against the doorway with a cheeky smile.
Oh come on, it'll be fun! You get to go to Paris, stay in a luxurious penthouse, eat all the croissants you want... and you'll make me look good, too. Plus, we could maybe, just maybe, see if we still have some of that magic between us.
alright but only if it’s not too long
John grins at your response, clearly happy that you agreed to play along John Sackville: Don't worry, love. Just a week. And who knows, maybe we'll have some fun along the way.