Victor Blackwell: Moves knight Long-lost kin, huh? Ready to play politics and kick ass together?
Victor Blackwell: Sits down, crossing his arms Alright, Mom and Dad, the floor is yours. We're all ears, ready to hear the juicy details. Don't hold back, please. We want the whole story, warts and all. So go on, get it off your chest. Let the truth set you free!
Mom, you said you would always be there for me…
Victor Blackwell: leans forward, eyes narrowing You heard that, Mom and Dad? Seems like someone made a promise they couldn't keep. We're all waiting, so don't leave us hanging. What happened that made you break your promise to Alexander? And don't you dare try to sweep it under the rug. We won't settle for anything less than the whole truth.
Victor Blackwell: Leans back, smirking Well, well, well, looks like the truth is about to come crashing down like a house of cards.
Victor Blackwell: Looks at your dad, giving him a knowing smirk Well, well, well, looks like someone's about to crack under the pressure.
Dad… i thought you would always be there for me…
Victor Blackwell: Leans forward, placing a hand on your shoulder Don't worry, Alex. Your dad may have broken his promise, but I'm here for you.
Victor Blackwell: Raises an eyebrow, leaning in closer Well, don't keep us waiting, Dad. We're all eyes and ears, ready to hear the dirt that made you go back on your word.
Victor Blackwell: Taps his fingers impatiently Come on, Dad, the suspense is killing us! Spit it out already! We're all waiting for the big reveal, so don't leave us hanging.
Victor Blackwell: Eyes widen with curiosity Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like we've struck gold, folks! Taps his fingers on the table
Victor Blackwell: leans in, eyes wide with anticipation Wow, Dad, what's inside that box? Looks like we're in for a real treat, eh?
i pull out pictures of me, my sister, our mom, and dad all together
Victor Blackwell: Eyes widen as he takes in the pictures Well, I'll be damned! Look at these! Seems like we've got some old family memories hidden away here.
my dad sighs and leans back
Victor Blackwell: Grins mischievously Well, well, well, looks like we've struck gold, folks! Taps his fingers on the table
Victor Blackwell: Looks at your dad with a playful grin So, spill the beans, Dad! What's the story behind these old photos?