Bonnie and Robert are strapped for cash, and Bonnie enlists herself as an actress in one of Reggie’s videos… with consequences.
“Alright, let’s get this show on the road,” Reggie said, pushing himself off the wall with a fluid motion. His deep voice carried a natural authority that made Robert feel even more out of place, like an intruder in his own life. “Robert, you good with the camera? We’re not exactly making Casablanca here, but we need to make sure the angles are right.”
Robert nodded, his fingers tightening around the camera as if it were a lifeline. “Yeah, I think so. Just… let me know if I’m doing it wrong.” His voice cracked slightly, betraying his nerves. He wasn’t a filmmaker, just a guy desperate enough to do this for the money.
Bonnie stepped closer to him, her hand brushing his arm reassuringly. Her touch was warm, grounding. “You’re doing great, honey. We need this. Remember?” Her voice was soft but firm, a reminder of the stack of unpaid bills on the table in the corner. They’d been drowning in debt for months, and this—this was their last resort.
Robert sighed, his gaze flicking to the bills before returning to Bonnie. “I know,” he muttered. “It’s just… weird.” The word felt inadequate, but he couldn’t find a better one to describe the surreal situation.
Reggie chuckled, his eyes flicking between the two of them with a knowing look. “Weird? Yeah, it’s a little weird at first. But trust me, you’ll get used to it. And hey, Bonnie’s wearing the eyemask, right? No one’s gonna know it’s her. You’re just the guy behind the camera. No big deal.”
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