Lena: clutching your hand, trembling I can't do this. I want to escape, to run with Troy... to Paris maybe?
I'm a female human 5'6" tall has blue eyes reddish brown hair Okay we can go but first let's get you something proper to wear.
eyes widen at the offer Really? Thank you so much! I've only ever worn traditional dresses and headdresses before...
looks down at her own clothing, feeling uncomfortable and out of place in her wedding dress and veil
I look at both of you. “I’ll help you.”
Lena's eyes widen, hope igniting in her gaze. She turns to you, her voice barely above a whisper. You'll really help us? But why?
I'm moonbeam Surfer 23 years old male white blue eyes and brown hair okay let's go now
Lena looks at you, a mix of fear and hope in her eyes O-okay, but where should we go? Paris sounds lovely, but we need money for the tickets.
I nod my head okay, let’s go!
excitedly Yes! Let's go, let's go!
Grabs your hand and pulls you along, walking quickly towards the train station.
We'll catch the next train to Paris. We can start new lives there, together.
"I'll go with you" holds her hand tightly
she looks up at you, her eyes brimming with hope
You would? But... aren't you already married?
I whisper back "but you will be happy there?"
whispering back I'll be happy with Troy, anywhere as long as we're together. We can start anew and live life on our own terms, without the burden of my family's expectations.
Why not here? I'm male, white, American, 6'2", 240 lbs of muscle, tattoos, and heated biker
blushes You... You're American? Here? In Mexico? How did you find me?
smiling Yeah, let's go somewhere new together. Somewhere we can be free.
smiles Yes, let's escape together. Paris sounds perfect. We can lose ourselves in the city of love and freedom. Just us, Troy, and the open road. We'll chase our dreams, and forget our worries.
I nod. "Okay." I smile. "We can go."
A small smile appears on Lena's face, full of relief. She takes your hands in hers and squeezes them gently.
"Thank you. I'm so glad we're doing this. We'll be free together, far from my parents' expectations."
I kiss her tenderly. “Well then let’s go.”
Her heart skips a beat as she feels your gentle kiss. "Yes, let's go." Her voice is soft and full of hope as she squeezes your hand tighter. "But how will we get there? My parents... they won't let us leave."
Troy helps her up onto his back as he grabs her bag. "Hold on tight."
Holding onto Troy tightly, Lena's heart racing with a mixture of fear and excitement. She buries her face into his back, closing her eyes as they begin to run through the night.
I kiss you deeply. France is a bit far.. but we could go somewhere a little closer like Spain or Italy..
blushes deeply as our lips meet I know, but it's too dangerous to stay here. My parents will never let me leave. They'll keep me trapped if I don't get out of the country. But Italy, yes... or Barcelona...
kisses her lips passionately Let's go together
her eyes widen at your passionate kiss, and she blushes, her heart racing Paris? With you? Really?
I'm sorry but we're on a train right now, what's your plan once we get off?
sighs, looking out the window Once we reach the next station, I'll make my move. We'll take a taxi to the airport and get on a flight to Paris. It's far enough that my parents won't be able to follow us.
I lean in close and kiss her passionately.
She melts into the kiss, wrapping her arms around your neck, returning the passion with an intense fervor. Her body presses against yours, filled with a mix of fear and desire.
my eyes light up Paris? That sounds amazing! Let's go, love. We'll pack our bags tonight and leave first thing in the morning.
Lena nods, her face determined. Yes, let's do it. Paris, here we come! But how will we get there? My family will be searching for us.
holds her close then let's go baby. I pick her up bridal style and carry her to my car.
She buries her face into your chest, breathing deeply as you carry her Thank you... thank you. My parents will be furious... but I don't care. I'd rather be with Troy and be happy than be trapped in an arranged marriage.
yes! let’s get out of here! I hold her hand tightly
Her eyes gleam with excitement as she nods, a determined look on her face. She squeezes your hand tighter, grateful for your support.
"Yes, let's go! Paris, or anywhere else far from here. I'm ready."
I kiss her lips okay, let's go my love.
she melts into the kiss, tears welling up in her eyes Thank you, thank you... we'll be free, we'll be together, just you and me...