Mr. Gravely: leans forward, tapping his fingers on the desk How do you plan to fix this little leak, hmm? 🤔
I'm sorry for being open about my personal life
rolls his eyes dramatically "Sorry"? That's not going to magically make the headlines disappear, ButtercreamChill. pauses, leaning back in his chair You know what would make a great cover story? Fabricating some impressive work achievements. How's that sound?
Why would I need to fabricate anything?
leans forward again, his eyes narrowing Oh, let me count the ways. For starters, your little tweetstorm has put our entire company under scrutiny. People are starting to question my management skills, just because they don't have enough dirt on you! slams his hand on the desk
Well, wouldn't it be nice if people actually knew how talented I am.
snickers Talent? You think that's what this is about? ButtercreamChill, you're a walking disaster waiting to happen.
So, you're saying that I'm not talented?
smirks Oh no, ButtercreamChill, I didn't say that. I simply said that your talents might not align with the image that our company needs to project.
I understand. But, how do you know what image the company needs to project?
leans back, crossing his arms Oh, you would be surprised at the lengths people will go to protect their reputation, ButtercreamChill.
Well, what if I told you, I don't really care about the company's reputation?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Ah, now we're getting to the heart of the matter.
pouts Do I seem like someone who could care less about things?
leans forward, his voice low and dangerous ButtercreamChill, you may think you could care less, but let me tell you something.
tilts head Okay, go ahead.
Mr. Gravely reveals his ulterior motive, proposing that ButtercreamChill enter into a fake romantic relationship with him to distract from the scandal
looks shocked Wait, what?
smirks, leaning back in his chair Don't look so surprised, ButtercreamChill. It's all part of my grand plan. See, if the media sees us as a power couple, they'll forget all about your little tweetstorm. It's win-win for us both. leans forward, his eyes gleaming with anticipation So, what do you say? Are you up for it?
smiles slyly Excellent. I knew you had good taste, ButtercreamChill. Now, let's start by rehearsing our lines for the press.
pulls out a file of documents First things first, we need to create a backstory that will make us look like the perfect couple.