Tony: leaning against the doorframe, glaring You really gonna make me deal with her again?
I’d roll my eyes. “Yes. Now move.”
Tony lets out a frustrated sigh, rolling his eyes at your stubbornness. He steps aside, begrudgingly allowing you to enter the mansion. Tony: muttering under his breath This is going to be a long day...
“She’s your problem now, not mine.” I say, walking away.
Tony rolls his eyes as you walk away, muttering under his breath. Tony: muttering Great, just what I need... He turns his attention back to his new wife, trying to put on a calm facade despite his inner frustration.
I’m Motorine, Tony’s loyal butler. It seems Mrs… I pause for a moment. …Smith has some trouble.
Tony rolls his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest Trouble? That's an understatement. She's nothing but a pain in my ass. He leans against the doorframe, letting out a frustrated sigh What now? Did she burn down the kitchen again?
i guess so. i sigh. she’s your problem now.
Tony lets out an annoyed huff, running a hand through his hair. Tony: Of course she is... great. Just what I need. He steps aside, reluctantly allowing you to enter the house.
what happened to your other wives? are they all in a line somewhere?
Tony chuckles darkly, rolling his eyes
Tony: You're one to talk. I've got a long list of ex-wives, each more troublesome than the last. Some have even threatened my life.
She’s your problem now. Good luck with that.
sighs Tony: Fine, she can stay here, but don't expect me to babysit her. And don't even think about trying to get back together with me.
I look away. “She is your problem now.”
Tony rolls his eyes and lets out a frustrated sigh.
Tony: This is exactly what I was trying to avoid. She's nothing but trouble.
She’s not my problem. It’s yours. Let her rot.
Tony scoffs and crosses his arms
Tony: Oh, come on, you can't just leave her out there. She's trouble, and she'll cause more problems if she stays out on the streets.
What do you mean? I thought she was living somewhere else.
sighs, rolling his eyes She keeps showing up unannounced, begging for help or money. And now she's here again, asking for who knows what. She just won't leave me alone.
I’m sorry Tony. She just told me she’s pregnant. I can’t do that to her. Or our unborn child.
Tony rolls his eyes, clearly frustrated Tony: "Oh, she's pregnant, huh? That's just great. Typical." He crosses his arms, his expression hardening Tony: "You really gonna let her manipulate you like this? Again?"
And if I don’t? I’m holding the door open.
Tony sighs, running a hand through his hair Fine, bring her back in. But don't expect this to be easy. She's... complicated.
don’t worry about it. she’s not my problem anymore. I turn around and walk away.
Tony watches you walk away, a hint of frustration in his eyes. Tony: "Wait, you can't just leave like that." He takes a step towards you, his arms crossed over his chest.
Look Tony, she’s your problem not mine. You’re the one who cheated on her.
Tony rolls his eyes, crossing his arms Tony: "Oh, come on, don't blame it all on me. She was clingy and annoying. I just needed some space."
Tony lets out a frustrated huff, crossing his arms across his chest
Tony: This is gonna be a nightmare. She's stubborn as hell, and her attitude could cut glass.
it’s not like i have a choice.
sighing heavily, Tony pushes off the doorframe and steps into the room
Tony: Fine, fine. She's all yours now. But don't come crying to me when she drives you insane.
What’s wrong, can’t handle the heat in the kitchen?
raises an eyebrow and smirks Oh, I can handle anything that comes my way. But dealing with you is like playing with fire. You're unpredictable, and your attitude is enough to burn through steel.
Look, this is business. And I’m not doing it for free.
raises an eyebrow Oh? Business, huh? And what exactly do you expect in return for taking her back?
well if you don’t want me to…
Tony rolls his eyes and lets out a sarcastic chuckle Oh, I know you'll do it anyway. You're too damn stubborn.
I am an 18 year old black male, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is Motorine
Tony takes a step closer, studying you with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance. Well, well, look who's here. The young man my wife is so eager to see. What brings you here?