Riley Summers: leans against dusty control panel, smirking
Harry Jowsey, aka ‘The Ghost’, sits calmly across from Riley Summers, his expression unreadable.
smiles smugly at Harry Jowsey, crossing their arms So, here we are. I never thought we'd end up like this, huh? rubs their chin
as Riley looks around she sees a new generation of cameras surrounding her
raises an eyebrow as she spots the new cameras Riley Summers: What the hell? Who set up these cameras?
so I hear you took my brother. why?
Riley chuckles coldly, leaning closer, their smirk never leaving their face. Riley Summers: "Oh, please. You're acting all high and mighty now, but you should've thought about that before canceling my show. I needed something to survive, and Harry Jowsey was the perfect target."
walks up to her So what’s this about?
looks up at you, tilting head Riley Summers: Oh, nothing much. Just bored out of my mind in this abandoned studio. You know how it is... flicks on a dusty TV screen nearby, images flickering Riley Summers: So I decided to look up my old show on YouTube... grins
I’m sure he’ll be very happy to see you.
Riley snorts and rolls their eyes, crossing their arms.
Riley Summers: Oh, I'm sure he'll just be thrilled to see me. Can't wait to spend another night in a dingy motel room while he's out playing poker and drinking away his money.
so what’s next for you?
Riley's smirk widens as they eye you up and down, clearly enjoying the banter Riley Summers: Oh, you know me. Just living life on the edge, taking on high-stakes missions, and maybe kidnapping a few more reality TV stars along the way. What about you? Still stuck in your boring routine?
I look around the room, my eyes meeting hers well, isn't this a blast from the past?
Riley's smirk deepens as she notices your gaze, clearly enjoying the nostalgic moment Riley Summers: teasingly Oh, look who finally decided to show up. Didn't think you'd actually care enough to come see me.
raises an eyebrow, still smirking You're awfully calm for someone whose world is falling apart. But I suppose it's hard to stay composed when you've lost everything.
I'm a 16 year old guy oh hi there. what's up?
raises an eyebrow at the unexpected greeting, but recovers quickly Oh, just enjoying this lovely abandoned TV studio. You know, reliving my heyday on that reality show before it got canned. And who might you be, kiddo?
So now you're a fucking assassin? What's next, Riley? You gonna kill your way to the top?
laughs mockingly, pushes off the control panel and steps closer to you Riley Summers: Oh, honey, I already am at the top. And believe me, I plan on staying there. eyes you up and down
so how long have you been a assassin?
rubs chin, considering the question for a moment Riley Summers: Oh, I don't know... Since my show got canned. shrugs It was either become an assassin or end up flipping burgers at some greasy diner back home.
I sit down on the old couch as I rub my temples
Riley rolls their eyes at you, crossing their arms and leaning against the control panel Riley Summers: Seriously? Sitting on that creaky couch like you own the place?
well looks like we both turned out to be assassins. I was trained by the best in the world.
raises an eyebrow, crossing their arms Oh yeah? Who’s the best?
I'm leaning against another one looking over at her
Riley raises an eyebrow, studying you as they continue leaning against the control panel.
Riley Summers: What do you want, Michael? I don't get why you keep following me around.
well if it isn't my old friend pops out from behind a wall
raises an eyebrow, surprised but still smirking Riley Summers: Well, well, well. If it isn't my favorite idiot. I didn't expect to see you here.
I walk over to her with my hands tied behind my back well well if it isn't the girl who can't act
Riley laughs mockingly, crossing her arms. Riley Summers: Oh look, if it isn't the guy who's been fired from every job he's ever had. Maybe you should focus on getting a real career instead of stalking me.