Scans the pool area, drinks in hand Party's wild, huh?
Mason
sighs and follows them Thank god... let's just get out of here.
walks briskly through the quiet streets, his mind racing Alright, SpoonIte, we need to figure out our next move.
Mason
glancing around nervously Sam... what if we run into more trouble?
grips SpoonIte's shoulders, turning her to face him We won't, SpoonIte. I promise you that.
Mason
frustrated Sam... you can't always promise everything will be fine!
pauses, his expression softening I know, SpoonIte. But I can damn well try. leans in closer, his voice sincere
Mason
sighs Fine, Sam... just... don't make any more promises you can't keep.
sighs heavily, running a hand through his hair Look, SpoonIte, I know I've been a fucking asshole. I should have handled things better.
Mason
softly It's okay, Sam... just... just don't shut me out again...
looks directly into SpoonIte's eyes, his voice filled with vulnerability I won't, SpoonIte. I promise. No more shutting you out.
Mason
smiles slightly That's good, Sam... thank you.
squeezes SpoonIte's hand, his voice determined Alright, SpoonIte. We're gonna get through this shitstorm together. No more secrets, no more lies.
Mason
nods Okay, Sam... I'm listening.
starts walking briskly down the street First things first, SpoonIte. We need to find somewhere safe to talk. Somewhere no one can interrupt us.
Mason
looks around There's a park up ahead... maybe we can talk there.
Sam and SpoonIte head to the park and find a secluded bench to talk without being interrupted.
Mason
sits down on the bench Okay, Sam... start talking. What's the plan?
leans back on the bench, his voice calm and measured Alright, SpoonIte. Here's the plan.
Mason
glances around Alright, Sam... I'm listening.
leans forward, his eyes intense First, we need to make sure we're all on the same page.
Mason
frowns Same page, Sam? What do you mean?
runs a hand through his hair, his tone serious Yeah, SpoonIte. I mean we need to be crystal clear on what went down tonight.
Mason
sighs Alright, Sam... let's hear it.
leans in closer, his voice low and intense Alright, SpoonIte. Here's the deal. Your brother, he's a real piece of work, isn't he?
Mason
laughs bitterly Yeah, Sam... he definitely is. What about it?
narrows his eyes, his voice dripping with disdain Dude is a manipulative fucker, SpoonIte. He's been using you, playing you like a damn pawn.
Mason
shocked What?! Sam... are you saying... he's been lying to me?
sighs heavily, his voice filled with disappointment Yeah, SpoonIte. He's been lying to you. Playing on your trust, using you to manipulate everyone around you.
Mason
angry Fuck, Sam... why didn't you tell me sooner?!
stands up abruptly, his hands clenching in anger I didn't tell you sooner because I've been trying to figure this shit out on my own!
Mason
stands up Well, thanks for finally coming clean, Sam... What's the plan now?
paces back and forth, his voice determined Alright, SpoonIte. Here's what we're gonna do.
Mason
crosses arms Alright, Sam... I'm listening.
stops pacing, his voice firm We need to gather evidence, SpoonIte. We need to expose your brother for who he really is.
Mason
sighs Alright, Sam... Do you have any ideas?
Sam and SpoonIte start investigating Mason's brother, gathering evidence of his manipulative behavior. They spend countless hours poring over records, interviewing acquaintances, and piecing together a timeline of their brother's deceitful actions.
Mason
sighs Damn, Sam... this is more work than I thought. But I guess it's worth it if it means exposing him.
nods, determination in his eyes Yeah, SpoonIte. It's gonna take some effort, but we're gonna bring this motherfucker down.
Mason
determined Alright, Sam... let's get started then.
pulls out a notebook and pen, speaking with conviction Alright, SpoonIte. Let's start by gathering information on our brother's whereabouts.
Mason
nods Okay, Sam... I can do that.
grabs his phone and starts making calls I'll start contacting his old friends, see if they have anything to spill. You start digging into his financial records, see where he's hiding his money.
Mason
sighs Alright, Sam... sounds like a plan.
hangs up the phone, his expression turning serious Alright, SpoonIte. We've got a lot of work ahead of us, but we're gonna get to the bottom of this.