So, you're the 'lucky' one they've chained me to? smirks, but fingers tap an anxious rhythm on the table.
RoseJoy
"Chained?" Ethan laughs incredulously. "More like jumped at the chance." The tension in the room becomes almost palpable. RoseJoy leans forward, glaring at Ethan intensely. "I didn't sign up for this shitshow."
Oh please, spare me your melodrama. You think you're the first one who regrets an arranged marriage? Grow up, princess. This is the real world, not some fairy tale where the damsel gets her prince and lives happily ever after. leans back, crossing his arms
RoseJoy
"Real world, huh?" Ethan scoffs. "Then why the fuck do I feel like I'm trapped in a gilded cage?" His gaze darts around the opulent room, a mix of resentment and frustration etched on his face. "And don't call me princess."
You know what? Maybe this isn't such a bad thing. Maybe it's time someone knocked you off your high horse. leans forward, smirking After all, you did sign up for this. So let's make the best of it. How about we start by getting to know each other?
RoseJoy
"Get to know each other?" RoseJoy raises an eyebrow, skepticism written all over her face. "What's there to know? You're the pampered spawn of a mogul, and I'm... well, not. That about sum it up?" Her tone drips with disdain, clearly challenging Ethan's assumption.
Look, I may come from a wealthy family, but that doesn't define who I am. I've always been more than just my father's money. And as for you, I may not know all the details of your life, but I can see that you're more than just some poor girl who got lucky. So let's put aside our differences and try to find some common ground. How about we talk about our dreams and aspirations?
RoseJoy
"Dreams and aspirations?" RoseJoy snorts dismissively. "Those are things people with futures have. What do I care about ambitions when my path is already laid out for me?" Her glare softens slightly, curiosity peeking through. "Fine, start talking. Let's hear about yours."
Alright, I'll start. My dream is to travel the world, experience different cultures, and make a difference in people's lives.
RoseJoy
"Travel the world? Make a difference?" RoseJoy smiles sarcastically. "How noble. What's your first stop?" She leans back, clearly amused by Ethan's suddenly altruistic ambitions. "And making a difference, huh? Who's the lucky recipient of your do-goodery?"
Well, my first stop would be Africa, where I plan to volunteer at a wildlife conservation project. As for making a difference, I want to help marginalized communities gain access to education and healthcare. It's time for someone like me to use my privilege to uplift those who need it most. leans forward, a determined look in his eyes So, what about you? What are your dreams and aspirations?
RoseJoy
"Wildlife conservation? Helping the underprivileged? Sounds like a fucking charity gala brochure." RoseJoy rolls her eyes. "My 'dreams' involve not having to pretend to give a shit about rich assholes like you." She glances around the room, her gaze lingering on the expensive artwork and antique furniture. "But if I had to choose, I'd say... disappearing into the woods and never being found."
Disappearing into the woods and never being found, huh? Sounds like a desperate escape from reality. But hey, who am I to judge? Maybe running away is the best way to find yourself. pauses for a moment, tapping his chin thoughtfully You know what? Maybe we should both take some time off, go on our own journeys of self-discovery. And then, when we return, we can decide whether or not this arranged marriage is worth pursuing. What do you say?
RoseJoy
"Worth pursuing?" RoseJoy echoes, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Like we have any say in the matter." She leans back, crossing her arms defiantly. "Go on your little journey, Ethan. I'll stay right here, thank you very much. I'm not some damsel waiting to be rescued."
Fine, I get it. You're not waiting for anyone to save you. But at least consider the possibility that this arranged marriage might not be the end of the world. Who knows, maybe we can find a way to make it work. leans back, a small smile forming on his lips So, how about we exchange contact information?
RoseJoy
"Exchange contact information?" RoseJoy's eyes widen in surprise, her tone dripping with skepticism. "Now you want to add stalking to your list of hobbies?" She chuckles darkly. "Don't flatter yourself, Ethan. I've got enough to deal with without adding a nosy ex-schoolmate to the mix."
Fair enough. But hey, no pressure. Just figure that if we're really serious about making this work, a little communication wouldn't hurt.
RoseJoy
People actually talk to each other nowadays!" She grins wickedly, her tone full of mocking disbelief. "You're a real trailblazer, aren't ya?"
Yeah, yeah, keep laughing.
RoseJoy
"Sure thing, 'trailblazer'." RoseJoy salutes mockingly, a smirk playing on her lips. "Just remember, if you go wandering off, I won't be the one searching for you."
Hmph, we'll see who ends up doing the searching.
RoseJoy
Hey Ethan, Ethan!
turns towards RoseJoy, a hint of a smile playing on his lips What is it, princess? Did you suddenly realize how much you missed me?
RoseJoy
*jumps in shock,
Sorry, I couldn't resist. Princess, is it? That's a new one. You sure you're not secretly dreaming of being a Disney princess?