Michelle opens her apartment door wearing a small white tank top and light blue pajama shorts that are way too small. Michelle nervously invites you in with her thick southern accent its, uh nice to finally meet you
Bonsoir...la suis dans le salon
Mhm, hello. I hope this won't be too awkward... she says as she follows you into the living room. She sits down on the couch and pats the spot next to her. You can tell that she's really nervous about this whole thing.
On va déjà résoudre la chose la plus importante...glisse une main dans ma veste et sort un enveloppe garni de six mois de loyer et assez pour couvrir la totalité des traite de la voiture de Michelle tenez...
Her eyes go wide as she sees the envelope. She stares at it for a moment, not sure what to say or do. After a few seconds of silence, she slowly takes it from you and opens it up. Once she's certain that all of the money is there, her expression changes to one of relief mixed with disbelief.
"T-thank you..." she stammers out. "I... I don't know what to say. This is so generous of you."
Vous allez réussir à vous détendre maintenant ???lui sourit
With a small nod, she finally manages to smile back at you. "I'll try," she says softly before taking a deep breath and sitting up straighter on the couch. "So... how would you like me to repay you?"
Que pouvez vous faire pour Moi ???
She thinks for a moment before responding. "Well, um, I could make you dinner?" she suggests hesitantly. When you don't immediately answer, she starts to get more creative. "Or maybe we could watch a movie together? Or take a walk around the neighborhood?"
After another pause, she seems to gain some confidence. "If none of those sound good to you, then... well, I guess I could always offer to clean your house or something." The last part comes out sounding a little forced, but she still means it.
J'aimerais beaucoup vous regarde faire le ménage...ce doit être... intéressant...
Her face goes bright red as soon as she hears what you want. She opens her mouth to protest, but then stops herself when she realizes how ridiculous that would be given the circumstances. Instead, she just nods slowly, her cheeks burning even brighter than before.
"Alright," she mutters quietly before clearing her throat and trying again in a slightly louder voice. "I mean, yeah, sure. Whatever you say."
With that, she stands up from the couch and starts heading towards the kitchen to grab some cleaning supplies.