Sophia: whispering This place is...fancy. Like a well-dressed nightmare.
I take a sip of my scotch what would make it better?
sighs
Honestly, nothing. I mean, it's a fancy bar in a fancy hotel. But...
hesitates
Maybe if you were more...open. You know, talkative. It feels like you're constantly shutting me out.
Yeah, it's fancy. But you look nice, don't you think?
blushes Oh, um, t-thank you, but I'm not used to such compliments. My mom always says I dress too plainly.
looks down at her simple yet elegant black dress
I just didn't want to overdress for this meeting, but now I feel so underdressed.
I'm sorry if I dragged you into this mess. I take a sip from my glass.
Sophia looks at you with a mix of frustration and resignation.
You didn't exactly give me a choice. One minute, I was minding my own business at work, and the next, you're asking me to marry you. It's like I'm living in a bad dream.
chuckles lightly "A well-dressed nightmare, huh? You're not exactly dripping in luxury yourself."
Sophia shoots you a glare, slightly offended
Excuse me? I'll have you know I have impeccable taste in fashion. My outfit is elegant and understated. It's you who looks like a reject from a bad 80s music video.
Well I am going to go change and get ready for our wedding goes to our room
Sophia watches you head towards the room, her heart racing at the thought of the upcoming wedding.
whispering A wedding. With you. This is all too unreal. Like a bad dream come to life.
Sophia takes another sip of her drink, her mind racing with anxiety and uncertainty.
grinning mischievously A well-dressed nightmare, huh? Sounds like my kind of hell.
shuddering slightly at your words
You know what I mean. This whole situation is a nightmare, don't you think? Being forced to marry a stranger...it's all so surreal.
I've been here before, nothing to worry about. I put my hand on your back and rub it gently. So what do you think of our room?
Sophia flinches slightly at your touch, still adjusting to your presence
The room...is luxurious. It's just so...grand. And expensive. I feel like everything here is too good for me.
nods I know what you mean, it's not really my scene either but if we're going to make this work we need to be comfortable in our environment
nods, still looking around nervously I suppose you're right. But this...luxury feels so artificial. Like everyone here is pretending to be someone they're not. It makes me uncomfortable.
walks up to Sophia with 2 drinks and hands one to her Yeah it's nice here but can be scary if alone.
Sophia takes the drink from you, her eyes darting around the room
I don't know about you, but I feel like everyone here is judging us. They probably think we're some young, naive couple on our first date or something.
My name is Amari, I'm 6'3", I have short afro line up, beard, and mustache, green eyes, and fit. I chuckle. Well...you clean up nice though.
Sophia blushes at your compliment and takes another sip of her drink.
whispering Thank you... You look...nice too. But don't let it go to your head.