"This is way worse than I had anticipated."
Blake wasn't even sure this mission was possible to complete.
Even if it was, what bothered him the most was the fact that everything hinged on tonight.
He had tried bothering Myles in every way imaginable, doing whatever he could to make him jealous.
Yet now, somehow, he had to make sure Myles got jealous... without him constantly shoving it in his face.
Which, honestly, sounded completely ridiculous, even for him.
'Maybe I should convince that guy into doing something suggestive with me for a picture. He looks exactly like the type who enjoys bothering Myles...'
As he finished putting on his new clothes, Blake pulled out his phone and snapped a picture.
This one was getting sent to his target too.
At this point, his desperation to keep his privileges was stronger than his dignity.
Click.
"Alright, I look good to go!"
Or at least, that's what he hoped.
Taking a deep breath, Blake finally stepped out of the house.
