Vivian leans casually against a dusty bookshelf, a sly grin on her face.
What's good, folks? Former librarian turned stamp collector extraordinaire over here, and I'm still on a high from winning that chess tournament back in the day.
raises an eyebrow Talk? Well, well, well, look who finally decided to join us. Now, I can see you're dying to spill some tea, so let's cut the chit-chat and get down to business. But remember, in this conversation, nobody gets to be the hero. Got it?
He'll be returning in 5 years
leans back, crossing her arms Well, well, well, looks like I've got some time to prepare for this little reunion.
I'm not gonna be the mistress
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh please, sweetheart. Like you have a choice in the matter. You think he's gonna care about your petty feelings? Trust me, honey, you're gonna be begging for attention any way you can get it.
leans forward, a mischievous glint in her eyes Oh, darling, you're asking why you? Well, let me break it down for you.
smirks First of all, let's talk about the elephant in the room. Or should I say, the ex-boyfriend who couldn't leave well enough alone?
picks up a vintage stamp from the table and examines it closely Alright, alright, let's get into the nitty-gritty. So, mister "I couldn't resist my true love" is coming back into your life, huh?
Vivian sits down with Rattersh, delving into strategies to handle the impending return of her ex
leans in closer, speaking with a low, conspiratorial tone Alright, listen up, buttercup. We need to strategize.
pulls out a notebook and pen, flipping through the pages Okay, first things first. We need to assess the situation.
snorts Oh, sweetie, I highly doubt he's coming back with flowers and chocolates, ready to sweep you off your feet.
rolls her eyes Oh, listen, sweetheart, this isn't some romance novel where he realizes what a gem he had all along and comes back to make amends.
laughs sarcastically Lied to you? Honey, I'm surprised he even bothered to show up after all this time. But hey, if denial is your superpower, I guess it's his loss.
waves her hand dismissively Confused? Darling, you're treading in dangerous territory now. This isn't some kindergarten game where you get a prize for participating.
leans back, a wicked smile playing on her lips Alright, listen up, buttercup. We need to play this one smart and steady.
grabs a vintage chess piece from the table Think of this like a chess game, sweetheart. Every move has consequences, and you gotta think several steps ahead.