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Started December 23, 2019 by @PrettyLittlePyro

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"I know right? You need to relax a little, you seem tense." She hummed and pulled his shoulder down and stood on her toes. She kissed his cheek, and bopped his nose:

Fighting the urge to recoil, he opened the door for her, giving a mock bow. "After you."

"Thanks honey." She smiled giving him a concerned look. "You need to just play it cool." She mouthed before slipping into the back.

He rolled his eyes. He was usually a good actor, but she made him annoyed, and lose his composure. This was going to suck. He climbed into the car after her.

"So where are we headed?" Joanna asked tucking her hair behind her ear. "Me and him were headed off to our hotel."

"Why, the Plaza Hotel!" The man croaked. "Where else?"

"I was just curious." She smiled politely looking at Arsen. "That's our hotel right?"

"Yes," he said shortly.

(Merry Christmas! Or Happy Holidays!)

“Ok good, thank you sir!” She smiled at the man driving.

(You too! Is it bad that I kinda forgot it was Christmas today?)

The driver gave a warm, crooked smile, and started driving off. Arsen sat stiff and still. He hated this role. Hated it with a passion.

(XD No, I didn't feel like it was Christmas at all)

Joanna really wish he would talk, if they were newly weds they should be happy and chit chatting. But of course he was being difficult, and she wasn't going to talk to him until he talked first.

(It really doesn't, does it?)

When they got to the hotel, the driver helped them unload their bags, and they got their rooms. Arsen was about to throw his bag onto the couch in his room - which was super nice, by the way - when he saw a folded slip of paper. Curiousity getting the better of him, he picked it up and unfolded it. It read, in simple, flowing script,

Silversen,
Get better at acting. You almost blew your cover. Man it up. I don't care if you hate her, this is your mission. Start acting like it is, not like this is slave labor, you lazy bastard.
-Cordelia Viona
Purple Grapes spokesperson
The System

A similar note was on Joanna's bed.

Henaghan,
I appreciate the willingness to work with that buffoon, Silversen. He's a handfull. But you two need to set aside your arguements and get your act on. You didn't engage more with him in the car on your way here, so it almost blew your cover. Act like it, even if he doesn't. You're the more responsible one here. Start acting like it.
~Cordelia Viona
Purple Grape spokesperson
The System

Joanna sighed rubbing her face. "Fine, he needs to shape up though." She muttered tossing the note back on her bed. "Hey, Ars." She called walking out of her room.

(Or you could call him "Arse"… 'coz he is one…)

"What?" He snapped, annoyed.

(Oof XD)

Joanna crossed her arms and glared at him. "Did you get a note?" She asked sitting down away from him.

(I mean… it's true…)

He shook his head, annoyance coloring his face. He wasn't going to tell her anything, especially if it made him look bad. "Of course not. Unless you mean that one from my mommy. Then yes, I did."

Joanna curled her fist and crossed her arms. "Why do you have to be so difficult?" She asked in a sharp whisper. "You're going to get us caught, and I am not failing this because you are an idiot."

So she must have gotten a note, too. Arsen rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to. I can handle it. And I'm not an idiot. I just hate you so much it's hard to keep up the act. I didn't ask to spend two weeks with you, and so ya got to give me a break."

"I didn't ask either! I tried to fix this! You stormed out before even giving me a word." She hissed with a tight expression. "I don't want to be stuck with you, but if we blow this we might be stuck forever."

"Stuck where forever? I've got a rich family. They can actually afford to have a flunking kid. What about you? Where will you be?" He raised a brow. "And I thought that you didn't want to speak to me."

She dropped her expression and turned around and left. "Jerk!" She shouted before slamming her door.

"Thanks, sweetie," he said, smirking slightly at his victory. It was nice to have won, at least one time. He had a feeling that this might not always be the case, but he ignored it. Better to soak up his victory now.

Joanna flopped on her bed and dug her face in the pillows. She felt like crying, he had touched a sore subject. So while she was alone in the comfort of her bed, she could cry freely. She wouldn't have much other time while she was on mission, it was going to be a rough couple of weeks.

Arsen eyed his bags for a moment, debating taking care of them, then shrugged and dismissed the idea. Running his hand through his hair, he pulled out his phone, and started to look up the stuff that he would need. The party was in a week, and he needed to get all of the stuff ready.

After awhile Joanna pushed herself off the bed and looked in the mirror at her makeup streaked face. "Yup, that's about how I normally look." She muttered washing her face.