You and Bankz have been arguing, a lot. after you got hurt from something he made a mistake on, he blamed himself— and he thinks that your hiding something from him. no one really knows that your having issues though. today you were at dinner with Bankz' best friend, and his girlfriend.

You and Bankz were sitting beside eachother, Wawa and Nikko across from you. you were in a thigh length emerald green dress, Bankz was in his usual all black suit. It was a little tense, but you were good at pretending.

“so how’s work?” Nikko asked Bankz.

“it’s work. stressful.” Bankz said, sipping his wine. “business is decent.” he added on.