Orion's grin widened, a gleam of mischievous excitement in his eyes. "I think throwing up should work perfectly," he said, his voice low and conspiratorial. "Before we ask him why he doesn't love me."
Dorea's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she raised an eyebrow. "How are you planning to pull that off?" she asked, her tone a mix of amusement and intrigue.
Orion's smile turned enigmatic as he leaned closer, his expression full of dramatic flair. "Leave that to me," he said, his voice filled with confident assurance. "I've got it all figured out."
The air in the bathroom seemed to thrum with anticipation as Orion's plan took shape. His eyes danced with a blend of excitement and cunning, ready to escalate the drama and keep their audience thoroughly captivated. With Dorea's support and their shared sense of mischief, the stage was set for a grand, theatrical reveal.
