Visual Artist & Sims 4 Storyteller/Builder

R: I’ll grab our orders.

X: I’ll grab a table. *teasing* I know that look… How’s Rob? It’s been a minute.

C: Good! He’s good. He gets back tomorrow night.

X: Cool. Where’d he go this time?

C: Windenburg, then Verdemar.

X: Nice! How long is he in town?

C: *squinting* Nice try, Adebola. But this lunch is about you.

X: You’re like a dog with a bone…

C: Yeah, well, if you want us to have your back, we need to know from which direction the danger is coming. Be honest; is Yasmin gonna be a problem?

X: I’m always honest. That said, I really don’t know. I don’t think so, but I can’t promise it. As Ritchie pointed out, my contact with her will be minimal, possibly non-existent. It should be ok.

C: What happened exactly? I remember you alluding to the breakup being bad, but—

X: *deep breath* I… I cheated.

C: You what?!

X: Look, I’m not proud of it—

C: No shit! What were you thinking? I mean, what the actual—

X: I get it ok?! I’ve already been cussed out and beaten up enough for 2 lifetimes! I never hid what I did. I owned it then and now.

C: *awkward silence* Was it an ongoing affair? I mean, how long—

X: I… I don’t really know how to answer that. Technically, no, it wasn’t. *sigh* It’s complicate—

C: No. Uh-uh. Don’t do that.

 X: Don’t do what?

C: You said you own it? So, woocking own it. Life is complicated, but there’s right, and there’s wrong. Don’t pull that “shades of gray” bullshit on something this… consequential.

X: *irritated* I’m not. You asked, so I’m letting you know; it’s not that woocking simple. Physically I stepped out only once, but emotionally… I don’t woocking know how to explain! There was no flirting, no ongoing toying with the idea of… *takes a steadying breath* In a moment of desperation and panic—

C: My Watcher… It was Walker, wasn’t it? *Xander exhales in frustration* Son of a—

R: Well, shit… What’d I miss??

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