The Silva and do Santos family has made an agreement for their first grandchildren to be arranged in marriage, 4 centuries later, it's now Andre and Cassandra's turn, will they make it out alive?
"So what's she like?" my brother asked, he didnt make it to the, apparently, Engagement Party,
"She's the total opposite of my type" I responded while I tried beating him on FIFA,
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"So... Blond, small boobs, and... Young?"
"Money on the bank!! Yeah, bitch too, got rid of the maid, that I was feeling up,"
"Oh I feel sorry for you, you didn't get laid on your engagement party" he replied sarcastically, "Usually, Fiance's dont bitch out, when they see you feeling up the maid, man" I punched him in the arm,
"Dick! You're gonna be my best man, okay?"
"Do I have a choice? Man, getting married is like leaving a party before it even starts,"
"You think I don't know that? I'm worried with the season, add up the old ball and chain"
"It's not that bad, here" he handed me his phone and it's Sara's instagram,
"Her name is Sara, she's a chef, makes good food, she likes football, English football though, great body, did you see her vacay in the Maldives? she used to have a boyfriend too--"
"Whatever, yeah I know! But! Her mom's way hotter, brunette, big boobs, nice ass, but scared the living shit out of me though,"
"Why? What did Mrs. Robinson do?"
"Threatened me with a butter knife, if I ever mistreated her daughter"
"It's a butter knife, you didnt defend yourself?"
"No! She looked like she trained in the English favelas" we laughed and continued playing video games
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"Sheila, can I just talk to James please!!" I had to update my agency about the happenings and the apparent wedding ceremony,
"Okay fine! But I'll tell the press that you've been dating for quiet some time, and the wedding will be in private, so it won't put a big stamp on your image, but you need to be seen more in public with her"
"Okay, thank you Sheila!"
"Here's James" she handed the phone to James who seemed bothered about the news,
"Hey Man! Hows the wifey? Still alive?"
"Hey James, yes, unfortunately,"
"What is it with being arranged? 1700s? Your family is something man!"
"It's tradition" I retreated,
"Just make sure it doesn't affect your performance, and also about the living conditions?"
"I still have to talk to her about that, over dinner later,"
