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RE The Business Deal Donovan's head was spinning. He felt like Annette and himself were the only ones that were making any sense anymore. He thought that he was dreaming, that he would wake up soon and this would all go away. Or even better yet he had finally ended up in the twilight zone, and this was some strange alien race that wanted to understand and document what it meant for two humans to be married. He quickly realized as he saw his uncle J nod his head as Annette's father spoke that this was all too real. His anger turned to fear and loathing, fear for what this all meant and loathing for those two figures that were in fact here and even loathing for the one that couldn't be here. This is quite possibly the dumbest thing you guys have ever tried to push on me! This is stupid! I can't marry this girl, she obviously doesn't want to marry me either. I mean look at her. Do we even look compatible? Its like were operating on two distinct wavelengths here. And worse of all shes an artist! In that moment his mind had utterly snapped and all thought processes that were at one point functioning were now turned to mush. It was like someone in his head had pushed the off button, and there was no going back. As the quick silence set in he had received the feedback from his head on what he just said. He couldn't believe it. Even he knew that he was raised better then that. He slumped his head down in defeat. Yeah it was true that he didn't like her but he didn't want to disrespect her. He wasn't even going to fight it from his angle. Why would he. His parents had a laundry list of his behavior saved up for this kind of a situation and now he knew they were willing to pull it out and stretch the limits of what they could do to him. That however did not mean he couldn't protest to this but he would have to pick his words carefully. Before he even spoke Uncle J piped up. This isn't open for discussion Donovan. Now please take our guest to her room and then get off to bed, you have a long day ahead of you. Donovan seethed with anger again, but could do absolutely nothing to relieve it Alright.Fine. If you would follow me please Annie I'll take you to your room. He grabbed her by the hand, needing to hold onto something so as to not let his arms rise in utter fury and smash something. He lead her up the wide staircase. The gold trimmed railing being his only other avenue for his rage. It took the two awhile to reach the top of them, but as they approached the tip a long hallway sprang forth revealing several wide and sprawling networks that had other rooms branching this way and that. He led her down the hallway, and opened the white door, turning the black nob around slowly. Her room was prepared but mostly empty, as a bead a desk and a chair were all that sat in the confines of the space. The dress hung on the silver bar in the closet and pools of different products pooled at the floor below it. He wasn't really sure what they were but he knew they all ha their purpose. He led her in, and as she approached the middle of the room He went back towards the door stopping only for a moment as he clutched at the wood with his left hand. I'm sorry for...What I said back there...I know you won't believe it, but I didn't mean it... He turned to face her dropping his hands at his sides. He knew he had finally given in and his parents had won. ..Listen. I don't like this, and I know you don't either. Maybe we could come to some kind of agreement? But we can save that for after the wedding. I'm sure you will want to...Get ready to sleep, the door to the bathroom is right next to this one, and is on the left. He nodded and left the room, as he made great strides towards his, arriving there was no small task as his feet felt like clay. This was going to be the worst thing in his entire life.