Okay guys, here's Chris, played by Charles Melton and a song I listened to whilst writing this chapter. (And the chapter after that.... I may need to make it have some significance)
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"Wait he did WHAT?" River asked, dramatically flying up from the bed he was lying on.
"River, we've been through this," Viola whined, pacing the room and wringing her hands together. "I don't want to repeat it."
"Viola, you need to breathe."
"I can't. I can't breathe River! I'm going to be ruined. And dad's running for MP, when this gets out he's sure to lose!"
"Let's be honest, do we really want your backwards father in parliament, you know where he has a say in the running of country?"
"No! But I can't be the reason he fails."
"Then say yes to Jordan."
"Go to his house? Are you serious?"
"Yes. I am. How bad could it be?"
"You've seen Get Out!"
"Jordan wants to be inside you but not like that."
"This is no time for jokes, River!"
River scoffed and rolled his eyes at the irony.
"Look, I'm just saying it seems harmless."
"It could be a trap. Like I'm one step away from being an SVU case."
"One more reference, bitch. I dare you," River glared.
"Sorry sorry. I'm just so stressed!"
"Wanna go to Taco Bell?"
"RIVER!" Viola yelled, grabbing a pillow and smacking him for making a pop culture reference at her expense.
"Seriously though, lets go get Subway. Or Mexican."
"So I can stress eat and get an even fatter ass?" She scoffed, rolling her eyes.
"Jordan won't mind," River teased.
"That thought alone is enough to make me never eat again, try me you whore."
"Shut up and come on, we'll go to Julian's."
"I don't wanna," she whined.
After a minutes of incessant back and forth, River picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. He eventually got winded and put her down when they got into the elevator; but he still didn't give her an inch of freedom, grabbing her hand and pulling her behind him to the restaurant.
"You know River, this is abuse," Viola scoffed as she sat across from him at a table for two.
"So was my mother naming me River but I'm not complaining," River shrugged.
"You suck, honestly. And you're paying for the extra chicken in my quesadilla."
"As my queen commands."
"Oh shu- oh gosh no," Viola groaned as she saw a waitress coming over with nachos.
River looked over his shoulder and chuckled.
"Jordan Bryce coming through for us starving university students again huh."
"It's not funny," she glared before opening a smile. "Hi, we didn't order these..."
"The guy over there told me to bring it over," she replied nodding in the direction of a round booth where Jordan and his friends were seated with some girls.
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