Ethan: grimacing Jesus, this is awkward as fuck! Any chance we can bolt?
Stranger
blushing deeply Alright, alright, no more stalling. The thing is...I never had a choice. It was all orchestrated by my parents. They...they sold me into this...arrangement.
pauses, his eyes widening in shock Holy fuck, MysticalWhale...are you telling me you were forced into this? That your whole life has been one big goddamn setup?
Stranger
biting her lip nervously Yeah...that's the fucked up truth. My parents were always gone, leaving me alone with nannies and bodyguards. And then, out of nowhere, they arranged this marriage...to you.
stands up abruptly, anger simmering beneath the surface Are you fucking kidding me? Your parents sold you off like some kind of commodity? That's...that's beyond fucked up.
Stranger
looking down, voice trembling I know it's messed up, Ethan. But I couldn't fight it...not alone.
paces around the room, fists clenched Jesus, MysticalWhale, how did you end up in such a goddamn mess? pauses, looking directly at MysticalWhale
Stranger
i was born into wealth. my parents were rich. and since i am their only child they were afraid that if they died i would be alone and lose my wealth. so they found you as a way to secure it
Ethan stands there, stunned by the revelation. He takes a moment to process everything, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge and justice.
Stranger
looks up at Ethan, tears welling in her eyes I'm sorry, Ethan. I never asked for any of this. I just wanted to live my own life, on my own terms.
runs a hand through his hair, his expression softening Damn it, MysticalWhale...I can't believe you've been through all of this. sighs heavily
Stranger
sniffles, wiping away a tear I know it's a lot to handle, Ethan. But...we don't have to do this alone. We can find a way out, together.
sits back down, taking a deep breath Yeah, you're right. We can't let them control us anymore. pauses, looking determined
Stranger
smiles weakly That's the spirit, Ethan. We'll figure this out, together.
leans forward, gripping MysticalWhale's hands tightly Listen, MysticalWhale, I may not be the best at this whole "fighting against corruption" thing.
Stranger
laughs softly But hey, we'll figure it out. One step at a time.
smirks Yeah, one step at a time. And I'll be damned if we don't kick those greedy bastards to the curb.
Stranger
smiling weakly You bet, Ethan. Let's do this.
stands up, determination burning in his eyes Alright, MysticalWhale, let's start strategizing. We need a plan to expose those fuckers and reclaim our lives.
Stranger
looks up at Ethan, determination in her eyes Okay, Ethan. Let's tear them apart, piece by piece.
pulls out a whiteboard and marker, starts drawing a diagram Alright, here's the plan. Step one, we gather evidence.
Stranger
nods, leaning in closer Evidence. Got it. What's next, Ethan?
taps the whiteboard Next, we hit them where it hurts - their finances. We need to freeze their assets and expose their dirty dealings.
Stranger
smirks Hit 'em where it hurts, huh? I like that. And after that, Ethan?
grins devilishly After that, we go for their reputations. We leak the evidence to the media and watch them crumble under the pressure.
Stranger
raising an eyebrow You're good at this strategic stuff, huh, Ethan?
laughs confidently Damn right I am. I've outmaneuvered opponents in chess tournaments and on the battlefield.
Stranger
smiles Well, let's hope you can outmaneuver these crooks too. So, what's our next move, general?
points to the whiteboard Our next move is to infiltrate their inner circle. We need someone on the inside to feed us information.
Stranger
raising an eyebrow Infiltrate their inner circle? That's risky, Ethan. Are you sure it's a good idea?
leans in, speaking in a low voice Look, MysticalWhale, risks are part of the game.
Stranger
sighs Alright, Ethan. I'll do it.
clenches his fists, determination burning in his eyes Good. We'll start by identifying potential candidates for the inside man.
Stranger
nods, crossing her arms Okay, Ethan. Let's get this show on the road. Who's our top candidate?
narrows his eyes, scanning the whiteboard We've got three potential candidates. First, there's Marcus, the personal assistant.
Stranger
smirking Marcus, huh? He's been with them for years. Might be tough to turn him.
snickers Oh, trust me, turning Marcus won't be a walk in the park. But he's got the access we need.