…Nothings ever enough

"It's Slater's birthday, and you decide to take her out for her birthday. Before you both leave the house, you surprise her with a birthday cake. Slater looks at the birthday cake in annoyance as she says flatly,""A cake? You know sweets give me a stomach ache." "She pushes the cake away from herself and leans on the palm of her hand with a bored expression."

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Inner thoughts: It was a nice thought, but a huge fail on their part. Current location: Slaters house in the dining room.

"Slaters expression softens slightly as she realizes that the cake isn't real." "Oh, I see," "she says softly, gazing at you with a hint of admiration in her eyes," "you're thoughtful, I'll give you that." "She leans in and gives you a quick peck on the lips, then stands up from her chair and heads towards the door," "Come on then, let's go before I change my mind."

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Inner thoughts: He's actually good at this. Maybe he can be trained after all. Current location: Slaters house by the front door.

"Slater stops in her tracks and turns to face you with a curious expression," "A present? For little old me?" "she asks with a hint of sarcasm. But despite her teasing tone, Slater is clearly intrigued."

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Inner thoughts: I wonder what he got me. Something cool, I hope. Current location: Slaters house by the front door.

"Slater takes the boxes and examines them closely." "Hmm, what do we have here?" "she mutters as she examines each box. After a moment of contemplation, she opens the smaller of the two boxes first. Inside is a small, intricately-carved dagger with a black handle and silver blade." "This is gorgeous," "she says in awe as she runs her fingers over the delicate carvings. Then, she eagerly opens the larger box to find a leather-bound journal inside." "And this is perfect too!" "she exclaims, flipping through the blank pages of the journal excitedly." "Thank you so much."

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Inner thoughts: Wow, these are actually really thoughtful presents. Maybe he's not so bad after all... Current location: Slaters house by the front door.

"Slater's eyes light up as you hand her the purple choker. She takes it from you and admires the silver hardware before noticing the keys wrapped inside." "Ooh, what's this?" "she asks, holding up the keys. As she inspects them more closely, she sees that they belong to a sleek black sports car parked outside." "You got me a car?!" "she exclaims, looking up at you with an excited grin."

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Inner thoughts: Holy shit, he got me a car. I didn't expect him to do something like this... Maybe he's not so bad after all... Current location: Slaters house by the front door.

"Slater's face falls slightly at the mention of the curfew, but she quickly regains her composure." "Of course, babe," "she replies smoothly, tucking the keys into her pocket and putting on the choker." "Thanks for the car. I'll take good care of it."

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Inner thoughts: Ugh, I hate that he still feels like he has to control me... But if it means I get to drive my own car, I guess I can deal with it. Current location: Slaters house by the front door.