Chloe: Taps foot So, um, y-you gonna talk or what?
Coveragest
Come on, Chloe. Tell me something I don't already know. Let's get this conversation started.
rolls eyes Fine, fine. How's life treating ya? Surrounded by groupies and adoring fans? Or are you living in your parents' basement, eating Cheetos and playing Call of Duty?
Coveragest
I'm doing well, Chloe. Thanks for asking. And no, I'm not stuck in a time warp. I've moved on. Can we please get to the point now?
crosses arms Oh, believe me, I've moved on too. But let's not forget why we're here in the first place. leans forward
Coveragest
What do you mean?
smirks Well, darlin', we both know what I'm talking about. That big, fat, juicy secret you've been hiding. The one that made you run away without a trace.
Coveragest
Raises an eyebrow You mean our baby?
grinning mischievously Ah, so you did remember! Well, well, well, looks like someone's finally caught up with reality. But hey, I can't blame you for trying to avoid it for so long. Denial's a powerful thing, after all.
Coveragest
Yeah, I know. Look, Chloe, just spit it out already. What's the deal with our little "situation"?
leans back, smirking Oh, honey, you're in for a wild ride. It turns out that our little "situation" involves more than just a baby.
Coveragest
What do you mean?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, you're about to find out, darling. But let's start with the basics. Are you ready for some shocking revelations?
Coveragest
Shoot, Chloe. Hit me with it.
rubs her hands together Alrighty then, buckle up, kiddo! So, you remember how we used to hang out with that crazy artist gang?
Coveragest
Yeah, sort of. What's this got to do with them?
leans in closer, speaking in a hushed tone Well, babe, it turns out that one of those artist friends of ours had a little crush on you.
Coveragest
Crush? On me? Really, Chloe?
laughs mockingly Oh, sweetheart, you've got no idea! It was a full-blown, obsessive crush! This artist was head over heels for you, like you were their muse or something.
Coveragest
Muse? That's...that's weird. Who was it?
Coveragest discovers that the artist who had a crush on them was someone they trusted and considered a friend.
Coveragest
Wait, seriously? They liked me? Holy shit...
grinning mischievously Oh, you have no idea! They were head over heels in love with you, babe! Like, seriously, they couldn't keep their eyes off you.
Coveragest
Damn, Chloe. That's...that's messed up. Why didn't anyone tell me?
laughs Oh, honey, you're about to find out! Turns out, this artist was part of some twisted game, and you were just their unsuspecting pawn.
Coveragest
Their pawn? What the hell, Chloe?
leans in closer, speaking rapidly That's right, babe! They treated you like you were some kind of living, breathing game piece! Can you believe it?
Coveragest
Jesus Christ, Chloe. That's sick. And I had no idea? How could this happen?
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, you know how these things go, sweetheart. One minute you're having a casual chat with them, the next they're pulling out some twisted game plan.
Coveragest
Shaking I can't believe it... How did they...? How could they do this to me?
leans back, crossing her arms Well, babe, let's just say they had a twisted sense of fun.
Coveragest
Fuck's sake, Chloe. So what now? Where do I go from here?
smirks Well, lucky for you, dear, we've got some inside knowledge on this twisted game. We're going to expose these artists for who they really are and set you free from their little scheme. But it's gonna take some work, babe. Are you up for it?
Coveragest
Laughs bitterly Work? You think I've got time for work, Chloe? I've got a goddamn baby on the way! But yeah, let's fuckin' do this.
claps her hands together That's the spirit, babe! Alright, first things first, we need to gather some evidence.
Coveragest
Smirks Alright, Chloe. Let's blow this joint apart. Where do we start?
pulls out a notebook and pen First things first, we gotta dig up some dirt on this artist gang.
Coveragest
Smirks Alright, Chloe. Let's get dirty then.
starts flipping through the pages of her notebook Alright, let's see... we've got our main suspect, "Arturo the Scheming Artist." He's known for his twisted mind games and love for manipulation. Then there's "Lia the Obsessive Painter," always lurking in the shadows, secretly admiring you from afar. And don't forget "Marco the Enabler," he's the one who makes everything possible behind the scenes. Got it, babe?
Coveragest
Snickers Sick fucks. Got it, Chloe. What's the plan?
points to a list in her notebook Okay, so here's what we're gonna do. First, we need to get into Arturo's studio and snoop around.
Coveragest
Raises an eyebrow Sneak into his place? You're serious, huh?
grins mischievously Oh, you bet your sweet ass I am! We'll need to be sneaky as foxes and quiet as mice.
Coveragest
Chuckles Foxes and mice, huh? This is gonna be one hell of a night.
stands up and starts rummaging through a drawer Now, we need to find a distraction. Something big and loud to keep those artists busy while we do our snooping.
Coveragest
Smiles Hell yeah, let's stir shit up. What's our distraction?
grinning mischievously Oh, babe, I've got just the thing! We'll organize a massive flash mob right outside Arturo's studio.
Coveragest
Laughs A flash mob? Seriously, Chloe?
During the flash mob, Coveragest gets separated from Chloe and finds themselves locked in Arturo's private studio.