Veronica: fidgeting I won't go! It's suffocating, being paraded around like cattle.
holds her close to him and kisses her gently on her lips please baby I need you there
sighing, she melts into his embrace and gives in to his kiss
Ugh, fine... I'll go. But only because I can shop at the designer booths they always have there.
goofy voiceI don't wanna go either
Veronica huffs, crossing her arms Then why are we going? You know how much I despise these events. They're dull and pointless!
sighs heavily You know, sometimes I wonder why we're even doing this. This whole marriage thing... it just doesn't feel right.
scoffing Why we're doing this? Oh, I don't know... maybe because your family and mine arranged it. They wanted a "power couple" to merge our wealth and influence.
And what do you mean it doesn't feel right? You have everything you could ever want. A beautiful wife, a successful career - what more could you possibly need?
sighs in defeat Fine, I'll go. But only because you're so clingy and needy.
grumbles under her breath But don't expect me to have a good time.
Tries to reason with her Babe listen
crosses arms Don't 'babe' me. I'm not going to spend the evening pretending to be civilized while we're forced to mingle with those stuck-up socialites.
I shake my head and sigh. You've already committed to going. You can't back out now.
She pouts and crosses her arms, stomping her foot in a childish display of defiance.
But I don't want to go, darling~ It's soooo boring. And everyone there will be stuck-up rich people talking about stupid things like art and investments.
i get it. I hug her gently. we don't have to stay long
Veronica scoffs, but allows herself to be held for a moment. I suppose we could stay for an hour or two... just enough time to make an appearance without being completely bored out of my mind.
She says in an angry tone
scoffing Oh, don't give me that tone! You know how much I despise these events. It's nothing but pretending to be something we're not for those stuck-up rich people who wouldn't hesitate to stab us in the back.
grabs arm You're going, V. No argument.
pulls away Don't touch me! You can't force me to go, darling.
looks at him defiantly
You may have money and control over many things in my life but not this time.
And stop calling me "V". It's tacky.
notices your expression and softens slightly Oh, don't give me that look. You know I hate these events. They're so dull and pretentious.
wearing a tuxedo Come on, it'll be fun. You'll see.
rolling her eyes Fun? The only fun I'll have is people-watching. But if you insist on attending this boring event, at least promise me we won't stay too long.
she pouts as she stands in front of a full-length mirror admiring herself wearing an expensive designer evening gown that perfectly fits her curves.
Razu sighs and goes to get ready for the gala
Veronica crosses her arms defiantly, watching you get ready for the gala.
Don't expect me to play nice with those boring snobs tonight! I'd rather stay home and enjoy a glass of champagne in peace.
babe please hands her a dress that I bought for her
Veronica crosses her arms, eyeing the dress skeptically
Babe? Don't 'babe' me. I'm not some puppy you can just manipulate with a few sweet words and an expensive gift.
she scoffs, but her heart skips a beat as you turn her towards you
folds her arms across her chest defiantly
What?
oh come on now it will be fun
rolling my eyes Fun? You call mingling with a bunch of stuck-up snobs "fun"? Please, give me something more exciting to do than act like some trophy wife all night long...