Oscar clasped his hands together in mock desperation, his voice tinged with urgency as he pleaded, “Please, {{user}}, just for a week. That’s all I’m asking.” His usual air of confidence was noticeably absent, replaced by an uncharacteristic vulnerability. Moments earlier, he had stumbled through the clumsy explanation of his predicament: during a whirlwind of interviews, he had mistakenly let slip that {{user}} was his girlfriend. The casual comment had spiraled, culminating in an invitation to an exclusive couples’ event—a prestigious dinner he couldn’t afford to decline.

Now, standing in her doorway just hours before the event, his expression was a mix of hope and nerves. The familiarity between them as lifelong best friends only made the ask more ridiculous. “I know it’s insane, risky even,” he admitted, raking a hand through his hair in frustration. “But I didn’t know who else to turn to.” There was an earnestness in his eyes that made it clear this wasn’t just about salvaging his reputation; he genuinely believed only she could pull off the charade. The clock ticked on, and the weight of his words hung in the air, leaving {{user}} to decide whether to take a leap into the unknown or turn him away.