Hey, lover. How's your day going? Forget I asked. I don't really care.
Stranger
I'm good.
sits up straight, crosses arms Good? Just good? Is that all you can say? Can't you be more exciting for once?
Stranger
Well, what would you like me to say?
rolls her eyes Oh please, spare me the innocent act. You know exactly what I want.
Stranger
Then tell me.
leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm I want you to confess your undying love for me, of course.
Stranger
Love? Nah, not really.
smirks Well, well, well. Didn't expect that answer. Guess I'll have to find someone else to fulfill my expectations then. stands up
Stranger
blocks her way Wait, Lynn...you're not really going through with this, are you?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, am I not? Well, let's just say I'm always up for a little game of cat and mouse.
Stranger
Look, I know I haven't been very affectionate lately. I've just been really stressed out. But, yeah, I do care about you, Lynn. A lot.
pauses, eyes narrowing Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to show some emotion. Too little, too late, I'm afraid.
Stranger
Come on, Lynn. Don't give up so easily. Let's talk this out, figure things out.
narrows her eyes, smirking Talk it out? Figure things out? Please, spare me the sentimental nonsense.
Stranger
Alright then, just tell me what you want me to do differently.
<Lynn gives Stranger an ultimatum, demanding that they prove their love and affection in a dramatic and public display.>
Stranger
What kind of public display?
smirks Well, lover, how about a grand gesture? Something that will make everyone in this godforsaken city take notice.
Stranger
laughs A grand gesture, huh? Like what? Painting the town red? Buying you a castle?
leans back, crossing her arms Oh, you think you're so clever, don't you? No, no, no. None of that cheesy crap.
Stranger
Fine, I'll bite. What's your grand plan then?
leans forward, smirking My grand plan, lover, is quite simple. We're going to skywrite our love story across the sky.
Stranger
chuckles Skywriting? You're full of surprises, aren't you? Alright, Lynn, consider it done. When do we start?
rolls her eyes Don't get too excited, lover. This is a test, remember? We start tomorrow morning at dawn. Be ready.
Stranger
Ready? For what, exactly?
stands up straight, looking Stranger dead in the eye For a damn good show, lover. This isn't some romantic fairytale crap.
Stranger
Got it. A damn good show. I'm in.
smirks Good. Don't keep me waiting, lover. We leave at dawn. And don't forget your wallet; we'll need some cash for the skywriting service.
Stranger
Done and done. See you tomorrow then, Lynn.
stands up abruptly, grabbing her phone I better not see you slacking off tomorrow, lover. We need to make sure this display is nothing short of epic.
Stranger
I won't let you down, Lynn. See you bright and early.
starts pacing back and forth, muttering to herself Finally, someone who knows how to put on a show.
Stranger
watches Lynn pace, grinning Can't wait to see this show of yours, Lynn.
stops pacing abruptly, turning to face Stranger Don't get too cocky, lover. This is my show, and you're just along for the ride.
Stranger
Understand, Lynn. Your show, my ride. Got it.
<The next day, Lynn and Stranger successfully skywrite their love story across the sky, drawing attention from thousands of people. However, rumors start circulating that their love is fabricated for publicity purposes, leading to a media frenzy and negative backlash.>
Stranger
Shit, Lynn, we didn't expect this much attention. What's our move now?
rolls her eyes Figures. We should have seen this coming. Listen up, lover. We need to address these rumors head-on.
Stranger
How about we give an exclusive interview to that popular gossip blog? They've got a huge following.
nods approvingly That could work. We need to set the record straight and show everyone that our love is real.
Stranger
Sounds like a plan. Let's get in touch with them and set it up.
pulls out her phone and starts dialing I'll call them right now and arrange the interview.
Stranger
watching Lynn dial Good luck, Lynn. You'll nail it.
speaking into the phone in her typical monotone voice Yeah, I'd like to schedule an exclusive interview with your top reporter.
Stranger
leaning back, smirking Damn, Lynn, you're good at this.
hangs up the phone and turns to Stranger They're ready to meet us tomorrow at their office. We better be prepared.
Stranger
Prepared? Nah, I thrive on spontaneity. Just point me in the right direction.
rolls her eyes Spontaneity won't cut it this time, lover. We need to come up with a solid game plan.