Episode 44

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Hopelessly Yours story by Yosh

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Anything to the side with a "character's name:" are inner thoughts.

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Episode 44:

February 25th 2024. The day is Sunday. It's nighttime.

Casimir leads Sotsona into the entrance of the yacht.

Sotsona panics on the inside.

Line 1) Sotsona's inner thoughts: What am I doing? Why did I agree to do this so swiftly?

As they go through the entrance, they are lead into stairs and go up it together.

They make it to the first floor, spotting the crowd of people throwing a party.

Sotsona grabs Casimir's sleeve before he moves along any further.

She looks at him in desperation.

Sotsona

Line 2) I'm begging you. Let's leave while we can.

Casimir tries to calm Sotsona down.

Casimir

Line 3) We haven't even started doing anything. Chill out. Nobody has noticed us.

Sotsona

Line 4) This is obviously a private party held for whatever occasion.

Sotsona

Line 5) We weren't invited. We can't just drag ourselves in like this.

Casimir looks around the inside of the yacht and spots a table.

The table has a sign labeled with "name tags".

Casimir grabs Sotsona's arm and walks them over to the table.

He picks a random name tag and puts him on himself.

Sotsona looks at Casimir with concern in her eyes.

Sotsona

Line 6) What are you doing? That's obviously for someone else.

Casimir replies in a cool tone.

Casimir

Line 7) Relax. This is just so that we're able to blend in with the crowd instead of sticking out like sore thumbs.

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