Just leave

'Come on, Brooke, you're making a fool of yourself,' you tell her. 'It's too late. You fucked up. I'm gonna leave now.'

But before you can get past her, she grabs you and hugs you. You can feel her sobbing on your chest, and her hands caress your buttocks. Getting a little angry at this, you push her away, and tell her; 'I'm sorry, Brooke, but no. I'm going to leave now.'

'Please, just think about it okay?' she says a little desperately. 'The offer will always stand.'

With that, you turn around to leave the establishment. Outside, you are greeted by the hot afternoon sun. The day is still ahead of you, and there's millions of things you can do.