“UGH….!”
The combined weight of the three is accepted on the photo album, sinking the prop as low as it will go with a loud thunk. Swiftly, the photo album flies out of view, and, uh, so will you if you don’t let go-
The spotlights on you and the wardens multiply and slide up on to the “wall,” and silhouettes of various “characters” rise into view as well; a wide tableau of the second half of a story. With the spotlights off of you, it’s hard to see yourselves or where you’re going.
Notably, however, one spotlight wanders off to Simon himself leaning against the wall. Arms crossed and visibly angry, if that tells you anything about his current mood. Right off the bat, he looks incredibly uninterested in explaining the story here - like he’s only doing so because he has to.
“It was around this time that I met my lovely partner, Ophelia Asimakopoulos. She was the legal brains behind getting Bright Future and Co. on its feet, you know. That lawyer I mentioned earlier that we employed for help? That’s them…”
The CEO quickly passes by a feminine silhouette in a suit to get the group’s attention off of it, but you could’ve sworn that the shadow smirked when he wasn’t looking.
His quiet agitation settles a bit as he goes on. “Truly, it was nothing but wins left and right! We had a beautiful wedding to celebrate the IP re-acquisition - where Andrew had to be my best man, of course!”
