Vivian Hawthorne: slams the contract on the table "Well, shit. They actually fucking did it. I'm engaged. Got any bright ideas, partner?"
rolls her eyes dramatically Look, Hopey, we need to come up with a plan to get me out of this mess. I can't be tied down to some random prick.
leans back in her chair, crossing her arms Oh, if only it were that easy, my dear. This isn't some kind of fucking movie. We're talking about real-life shit here.
snorts dismissively In love? Please, I don't have time for that emotional bullshit. Love is for weaklings and losers.
okay if you don’t love him find someone who does
smirks, leaning forward You know what, Hopey? That's not a half-bad idea. Let's find someone who can handle my badassery.
how do you feel about him
sighs, uncrosses her arms, and rubs her temples Honestly, Hopey, I feel trapped. Like a fucking caged animal.
okay so find another animal
laughs sarcastically Oh, you're good, Hopey. But I'm not just any animal, I'm a damn lioness. I need someone who can keep up with this badass.
raises an eyebrow A dog? Well, I suppose a dog could be useful. It might even be good for a hunt or two. Alright, let's do it.
grabs her phone and starts scrolling through dating apps Alright, Hopey, let's see what we can find.
Vivian ends up going on a date with a dog
bursts through the door, looking visibly frustrated Ugh, Hopey, you won't believe what happened. That damn dog was a total disaster!