We were finally en route to the diner/restaurant that Amy had suggested we meet at. Well, her and Brian. She had no idea that I would be tagging along, and from the style of her texts it just so seemed that she may have wanted more from this night than just a meal. I was very nervous to say the least, if she was into him, she could possibly take the news pretty negatively and spread it left, right and centre. I guess I was going in pretty optimistic with how I was going to handle things. The only thing I was truly worried about was her letting rip online with this information, or her getting mad and leaking the video. We had to work our way around this where we could avoid any possible bad outcome.
Walking into the diner, I followed Q's lead, not really knowing who I was looking for. Sure, I had seen the video. But I didn't really stop to take in the contents of her face, I was mostly just distracted by her cheap extensions.
"Ah" I heard Q announce as he spotted the girl out from the crowds of tables, before looking back at me as if to check to see if I was still near, then making his way over to the table where the tanned, blonde girl was sat.
"Hey!" She squealed, noticing Q, standing up and reaching her arms out to hug him. He pulled her into an awkward side hug, knowing that it'd still make me uncomfortable, but knowing I'd let that slide considering our somewhat dangerous mission. She noticed me behind him, before the same annoying tone appeared once again "and who is this!" She fake smiled, it almost not sounding like a question. Brian began to open his lips to answer before I interrupted him.
"I'm his manager" I smiled, holding my hand out for her. I saw Brian give me a confused look over her shoulder before mouthing 'what are you doing?'. After shaking hands and introducing myself, she turned to walk back to her seat. As her back was towards me, I looked to Brian, also mouthing the words, 'I got this, just go along with it'. He scrunched his eyebrows, but he knew I had something up my sleeve.
"So what brings you here?" She asked, looking at me. Clearly I was the elephant in the room, keeping her from the alone time that she so clearly wanted with Brian.
"I'll take this" Brian said, placing his palm on the table, waiting for the attention to be focused on him. "Look, I'm just going to straight up tell you this instead of beating around the bush. Something came up since that night you and I were together, and there's kind of that video weighing heavily on my head where I really, really need it to be gone."
"Why? Don't you trust me all of a sudden?" She asked, it almost sounded like she was enjoying the fact that he was pretty much begging. Or maybe she just liked the attention, who knew.
"I don't know you, is more of my deal." He replied.
"Ohhh I see, you're more scared that I'm going to post this video for all to see, shattering your reputation."
"What reputation? It's not exactly clean cut. I got people that can't see this. That's all."
"Shouldn't you have thought about that before you recorded it on my phone?" She asked, putting emphasis on 'my'.
"I'm asking you, from one decent human to the other, to just get rid of it, like it never even happened. Then it's no hair off anyone's back, it's gone. No one has to see it."
"Surely I should be in control of who sees it, considering the video belongs to me?" She smiled. My mouth dropping in astonishment as to how some people literally did not give a fuck at all. About anyone else's dignity, and especially their own. After all, she was way more in view than he was. "What's that face all about?" She turned towards me, causing me to shake my head, letting out a chuckle.
"Oh, nothing" I smiled to myself. The confusion on Q's face was increasing as I remained with my calm composure.
"Really? Because it doesn't seem like nothing."
