Date Plans

Alex's Perspective (First Person)

The exchange of contact information was smooth, but the euphoria was almost palpable. I couldn't help but grin widely as my waifu squad cheered us on. "You go, Alex!" Mika exclaimed, and Asunai added, "Finally, something other than work!"

The exchange of contact information was smoother than I could have anticipated. Trisha and I connected in that moment, amidst the cheers of my waifu squad, who were ecstatic about the prospect of me going on a date. There was a sense of achievement in the air, and I couldn't help but feel like the man. It was a unique experience to be openly flirted with by someone as attractive as Trisha, who wasn't one of my summons.

But as we departed the backstage area after everyone got their time with Port Rob, a nagging thought interrupted my momentary euphoria. The last notification from my system had left me slightly frustrated. It read: "Warning: Oversight/Loophole in a system ability granted to the user has triggered an extended cooldown of 2 weeks." 

"What the f-" I almost screamed

 I furrowed my brow as the message lingered in my mind, a shadow on an otherwise delightful night. "Two weeks, huh?" I mumbled to myself. "I can handle that, but it better be worth the wait."

FBI Task Force Perspective (Third Person)

The FBI task force was in full swing as they collaborated on Trisha's conversation with Alex. "Probe a bit more," Sarah advised in a hushed tone. Trisha took the cue, maintaining a casual tone in her messages.

As the agents silently discussed their strategy, Trisha typed her question carefully. "Hey, Alex, I'm curious," she started. "What's a typical day like for you?" The agents observed with baited breath, trying to hide their anticipation.

Alex's response came with little hesitation. "Well, I live in a bedroom inside a warehouse I bought," he shared, his virtual presence betraying no sign of suspicion. "I have tons of free time. I'm involved in business and investments, but it pretty much runs itself."

The agents exchanged satisfied glances as they delved into the wealth of information. It was a delicate dance, pushing for details without giving away their investigative intent. "Alright, ask him what time he's usually free on Fridays," Mark suggested, eager to uncover any potential openings for the task force. Trisha took the cue, skillfully keeping the conversation flowing.

"Sounds like you have quite the setup," Trisha responded. "What about Fridays? What's your schedule like on a typical Friday night?" The agents leaned in closer to the small screen, hoping for more valuable insight into their target.