Ella: whispering, glancing around This project? Total BS. I’m blowing the lid off. Tired of this forced smut.
dean
exactly. grins now, let's go out and celebrate our victory. first drink is on me.
laughs, clinking her glass with Wright's Cheers to that, Wright! Let's celebrate our victory and make those scumbags regret ever crossing us.
dean
yeah! they head out to a bar
talking animatedly Alright, Wright, let's toast to our victory and show those assholes what we're made of!
dean
yeah! the night is filled with laughter and drinks
raising her glass Cheers to us, Wright! We're a fucking force to be reckoned with. Let's celebrate tonight and show those bastards that they can't mess with us!
dean
cheers! the bartender looks a bit concerned, seeing how drunk they are
slurring slightly Haha, look at him, Wright! He can't handle our celebratory spirit! takes another shot
dean
haha! laughing loudly he's probably wondering when we're going to stop.
grinning mischievously Oh, don't worry, Wright! This night is just getting started!
dean
alright then! the night goes on, with them buying drinks for the whole bar
The next morning, Ella wakes up with a hangover and a sense of dread after receiving a chilling message from an unknown number.
dean
you ok, ella?
groaning, rubbing her temples Ugh, Wright, I'm gonna kill you for that hangover! winces as she checks her phone And damn, what time is it?
dean
haha, classic you, ella. rubbing his own temples yeah, I feel like a train ran over me.
scrolling through her phone, her expression turning serious Uh-oh, Wright...
dean
what's up?
hands shaking I... I just got a message from an unknown number. It's... it's a threat, Wright. They know about our involvement in taking down that shady art project.
dean
who sent it?
squinting at the screen It's anonymous, but the message is clear: "You think you can expose us? Think again." Shit, Wright, I think we're in real trouble here.
dean
we already are, sweetheart. but don't worry, i have a plan.
leaning in closer, speaking in a hushed tone Alright, spill the beans, Wright. What's the plan?
dean
we're gonna play their game. smirks they want us to think again? then we'll give them something to really think about.
grinning deviously Hell yeah, Wright! Let's turn the tables on these assholes!
dean
alright. the two of them spend the day preparing for the confrontation
looking determined Alright, Wright, we've got a few tricks up our sleeves. We're ready to take these bastards down!
dean
hell yeah, let's do this.
smirking Buckle up, Wright! This is gonna be one hell of a ride! grabs her bag and heads towards the door Time to show these scumbags who they're dealing with!
dean
follows her, cracking his knuckles
leaning in close, her voice dripping with excitement Alright, Wright, we're heading into the lion's den.
dean
just remember, the lion's den can be dangerous. we might need backup.
raises an eyebrow Backup? Pshh, Wright, don't underestimate us! We're a freaking force of nature, unstoppable and fierce!
dean
yes, but nature also knows when to be cautious.
As Ella and Dean approach the location mentioned in the anonymous message, they notice an eerie silence. The streets are deserted, and the air is thick with tension.
dean
this is it, ella. looks around cautiously
grinning devilishly Well, well, well, Wright. Looks like we've arrived at the den. Time to unleash our fury upon these fuckers!