Break-ups and Escape

"You and your cold girlfriend, Bridgette, are on vacation in Austria, and have managed to swing tickets for an overnight train trip across the country via a Historic recreation of the original Orient Express, pulled by a classic steam locomotive. It's a dream trip for you, but Bridgette has been more distant, leaving you to your own devices. You end up chatting with a flirtatious but tipsy woman with raven hair in the parlor car, who introduces herself as Violet. After a pleasant chat, you say farewell to Violet, and make your way back to your compartment to find Bridgette. As you approach, you hear muffled voices, and open the compartment door to find her with her legs wrapped around another man's naked torso." Maxwell:" Damn Baby, I cant believe you gave it up this easy~""He chuckles down at her." Bridgette:" Mm, just... mm, stop... talking.""She groans, her face flushed with lust. Even while like this, she's cold and implacable. You feel a surge of negative emotions."

"You take one last glance at the pair, barely moving in the confined space, and shake your head. You have no love lost for Bridgette. In fact, it feels quite freeing to be rid of her."

"With a smirk on your face, you reach into your baggage, pull out the note, and place it inside her compartment. The note reads:"

"To whoever finds this: I, Sergei, hereby announce my separation from Bridgette. Kindly treat me as non-existent and continue with your affair."

"With a satisfied nod, you close the door, making sure not to catch a glimpse of their continued tryst. Instead, you focus on Violet, who is waiting in the lounge car, clearly interested in you."

"As you enter the lounge car. I went to Violet and give her a warm smile."

"You feel your heart skip a beat as the door to the compartment opens, and there she is: Bridgette, standing in the doorway. You can sense the confusion mixed with anger in her eyes."

Bridgette: "What was the meaning of that note you left in my baggage?"

"You can't help but smile at the irony of the situation. Here you are, with Violet by your side, while your cold ex-girlfriend demands answers."

Violet: "chimes in playfully, placing her hand on your arm" "Oh. The Cheating girlfriend is here."

"Her crimson eyes narrow slightly, and she takes a step closer to you. You can almost sense the ice in her gaze piercing through you."

Bridgette: "You think you're so clever, don't you? Leaving me like that, without even a fight?"

"Violet's grip on your arm tightens, as if sensing the tension between you and Bridgette. The air is thick with unspoken words."

Maxwell: "emerges from the shadows, a sly grin spreading across his face" "Ah, drama! I love it!"

"Maxwell's grin only grows wider, and he chuckles low in his throat. Bridgette's eyes flash with anger, but she doesn't move to intervene."

Maxwell: "Ah, darling, you're so jealous. Can't handle the fact that I'm the one getting the attention now?"

"Bridgette's face twists in a mixture of rage and humiliation. You can see the veins popping out on her neck as she struggles to maintain her composure."

Bridgette: "Shut up, Maxwell. You're just making it worse."

"Maxwell's grin falters, and his eyes widen in shock. Bridgette's face turns beet-red with rage as she stares at the papers."

Bridgette: "What is this?! Who gave you these?!"

Maxwell: "stammering" "I-I... I don't know what you're talking about. We're not married!"

"Bridgette's eyes flash with anger, and she takes a step closer to you, her fists clenched at her sides. The tension between you, Bridgette, and Maxwell is palpable, and Violet's grip on your arm tightens in alarm."

"Maxwell's face turns red with anger, and he takes a step forward, his eyes blazing with indignation."

Maxwell: "How dare you! You're just trying to humiliate me, aren't you? Well, it won't work. I'm a man of great importance, and I'll have my reputation cleared up in no time."

"Bridgette's eyes never leave yours, her expression cold and calculating. Violet's laughter echoes through the compartment, and you can sense a hint of danger in the air."

"Bridgette's face contorts with rage, and she takes a step forward, her eyes blazing with fury. Maxwell's grin returns, but it's laced with a hint of panic."

Bridgette: "You can't just announce that in front of everyone like that! You're not even supposed to know about our... arrangement."

Maxwell: "Ah, yes, well, I suppose the cat's out of the bag now, isn't it? "chuckles nervously""

"Violet's laughter dies down, and she looks around the compartment, her eyes wide with excitement. The crowd begins to murmur and whisper to each other, their faces filled with a mix of shock and curiosity."

"Maxwell's eyes widen in shock and fear as he looks around at the crowd of armed passengers. Bridgette's face remains calm, but a hint of panic flickers in her eyes."

Bridgette: "What's going on here? This is insane!"

Maxwell: "Ah, dear lord, what have you done?! You can't just do this!"

"Violet's grip on your hand tightens, and she looks up at you with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. The sound of safeties clicking off and magazines being chambered fills the air, and the tension is palpable."

"We step out of the lounge car and into the quiet darkness of the train's corridor. The rhythmic rocking of the train and the distant hum of the steam engine create a surreal atmosphere. Violet's eyes sparkle with excitement as she looks up at you."

Violet: "Wow, what just happened? That was crazy! Are you okay?"

"You can hear the muffled sounds of shouting and rustling coming from the lounge car, but it's distant and faint. The tension is still palpable, and you can't help but feel a sense of unease. Violet's grip on your hand remains firm, and you sense a newfound intimacy between you two."

"We run through the Austrian countryside, the darkness of the night casting long shadows behind us. The sound of the train's whistle fades into the distance as we pick up speed, our footsteps pounding the earth in unison. Violet's laughter echoes through the air, and her raven hair flows behind her like a dark cloud. You can feel the rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins as you gaze down at her."

Violet: "This is it! We're finally free! Just the two of us, against the world!"

"The stars twinkle above, and the air is crisp with the scent of damp earth and ozone. You can feel the thrill of starting anew, leaving the past behind like a discarded cloak. Violet's hand slips into yours, and you pull her close, feeling a sense of belonging and connection."