Elena: glares You... forget again?
Stranger
What’s th-
interrupts sharply You know what? Save it. I'm done playing games. If you can't remember our agreement, then maybe it's time we reevaluate this whole thing.
Stranger
Look, baby, I don’t know what you’re talking about….
narrows her eyes, crosses her arms Don't baby me, Stranger. This isn't about emotions; it's about responsibility. And if you can't handle that, maybe we shouldn't be together.
Stranger
Ok, whatever. You want to talk then let’s go.
leans in closer, voice dripping with controlled anger Fine, Stranger. Let's talk. But don't expect any more sweet talk from me.
Stranger
Ok. Whatever you say.
takes a deep breath, speaking in a low, measured tone Alright, here's the deal, Stranger. We've been dating for months now, and I've made it clear from the start that I need you to take responsibility for your actions.
Stranger
So that’s what this is about?
cuts him off, voice steady and unwavering It's not about whether or not you "forgot". It's about trust, Stranger. And right now, I don't trust you to make responsible decisions.
Stranger
Ok. What do I have to do to fix it?
narrows her eyes, leaning in even closer You want to fix it? Fine. First, you're going to stop with the excuses and the lies. No more "forgetting" things, no more "oops". Is that clear?
Stranger
Yes…..
holds out her hand, palm up Your phone. I want your passcode right now.
Stranger
No….
voice sharp and commanding Stranger, give me your phone now. Or this conversation is over.
Stranger
Fine….takes phone out of pocket and gives it to her
Elena demands Stranger's phone, leading to a confrontation where Stranger's true intentions are revealed.
Stranger
Cmon baby….
swiftly unlocks the phone using Stranger's passcode, scrolling through messages and deleting multiple incriminating texts You think you can sweet-talk your way out of this, Stranger?
Stranger
…
pauses, her eyes narrowing as she finds another text message What's this? 'Meet me tonight at 9pm, under the old bridge.
Stranger
That’s from work….
snorts dismissively Work? More like your secret trysts. You really think I'm stupid, Stranger? I've seen this act before.
Stranger
Don’t jump to conclusions…..
leans back, smirking Oh, I'm not jumping to conclusions, Stranger. I'm just connecting the dots. sends a message to Stranger's boss, revealing the secret rendezvous How about that, huh?
Stranger
They’re going to fire me.
raises an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eyes Fired, huh? Well, Stranger, looks like you won't have to worry about your job much longer.