The Suite Life with Chad and Courtney

“BRO!!!”

Chad shouts after entering the suite, seeing you and Brooke waiting for him and Courtney at one of the chairs in the foyer. He gives you a big bro hug in excitement, even lifting you off your feet, after you stand up to greet him.

“A Mr. Chadwick Friedman and a Ms. Courtney Madison are here to see you, sir.” Edmund then announces, as Courtney enters the suite behind him. She doesn’t say hi to either you or Brooke, and is surveying the suite with a look that says she’s impressed but doesn’t want to be; all while chewing her gum.

“I’m so glad you changed your mind bro! I heard from babe that you would have said no if I asked you! I even asked your shorties for some help to change your mind.” Chad tells you, with a smile from ear to ear. “I knew you couldn’t resist her. She’s so hot, right bro?” Chad asks, hyping up Courtney, getting a smug chortle out of her.

“Is that true, bitch? Your boyfriend can’t resist me?” She asks Brooke smugly, and Brooke immediately squints her eyes in annoyance. Brooke probably knows this is just Courtney being Courtney, but knowing she has to **** herself on her best behavior is probably what’s causing her annoyance.

“He can resist you just fine. We’re doing this for Chad.” Brooke tells her, and you inadvertently nod in agreement with your new girlfriend about her assessment.

“Oh?” Courtney says in reaction, glancing in your direction, not believing a word Brooke said. You intentionally nod this time, nonverbally telling Courtney that Brooke’s right.

“Is that so? Well, then I guess Chad and I should just go then.” Courtney calls yours and Brooke’s bluff. “Come on, Chad. Let’s go. Let’s find somebody else to fuck me.” Courtney says with such a serious face, you’re not even sure if she’s just bluffing too. You look at Chad, and the immediate look of disappointment on his face is apparent after hearing Courtney’s words.

“Hey Jeeves, you want to fuck me so I can tell this cuck all about it?” Courtney then addresses Edmund, who raises his eyebrow in almost recognizable disgust, before giving Courtney a polite smile.

“I will have to respectfully decline, Ms. Madison.” Edmund answers her.

“Your loss, Cadbury.” Courtney takes the refusal in stride. “Come on Chad!” Courtney then shouts to Chad.

“BUT ~BAAAAABE~” Chad responds in the most ‘but mom’ tone ever.

“Let’s go, Chad!” Courtney shouts again.

“Just face it, Courtney. You’re just not as irresistible as you think you are.” Brooke calls her bluff and playfully insults her.

“Oh, gee, what gave it away? Was it the ‘plastic surgery’ or the ‘sarcasm’?” Courtney quickly fires back sarcastically.

“Will you be leaving now, Madame?” Edmund asks her cheekily, even opening the double doors for her.

“Okay! Enough of this bullshit, Court. Can we just get to it?” Brooke finally asks Courtney, who turns around with an amused smile, before walking past Brooke to enter the main seating area of the suite.

“What was that about?” Chad asks Brooke.

“For better or for worse… who am I kidding? Mostly worse. That’s how Courtney and I say hello.” Brooke explains to Chad.

“Sick. How come Courtney doesn’t do that with me?” Chad asks Brooke, who gives you the ‘should I tell him, or should you?’ look.

“Brooke and Courtney have been roommates for years, Chad. Maybe it just takes time.” You tell Chad, trying to get him to stop pondering on the question any further.

“Nah~. Babe probably just likes being honest with me.” Chad says with such a hopeful tone.

“Let’s go with that, Chad.” Brooke tells him, and Chad’s smile just grows wider.

“Would you like anything to be served for Mr. Friedman and Ms. Madison?” Edmund asks.

“I want an iced latte with two shots of espresso and almond milk, and a—” Courtney says, having doubled back to the foyer again, apparently hearing Edmund’s question, before Brooke cuts her off.

“This isn’t a fucking Starbucks, Court!” Brooke reprimands her.

“First of all, rude. Second of all, I know. Third of all, Mr. Belvedere can whip one up himself. Can’t you, Niles?” Courtney responds to Brooke.

“Of course, Ms. Madison. Would you like anything to eat with that?” Edmund asks her, taking the names from Courtney in stride.

“A fruit platter would be delightful. Thank you for asking, Smithers.” Courtney replies to Edmund, before walking away again.

“I apologize for our guest’s rude behavior, Edmund.” Brooke tells him.

“No offense is taken, Ms. Taylor. I was actually hoping for a more diverse selection in terms of names, as I’ve heard most of them before. Geoffrey from the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air would be my personal choice.” Edmund replies, assuring you and Brooke he has a sense of humor about Courtney’s name calling.

“I guess just make four of what Courtney’s having and the fruit platter to share, Edmund.” Brooke tells him, and Edmund gives a bow before making his way to the kitchen in the suite.

“Your other shorties not joining us, bro?” Chad asks, as the three of you make your way to the lounge area of the suite, where Courtney is, that’s right before the dining area you and the girls had breakfast this morning.

“They’re out for a swim in the pool right now, so the four of us have the suite to ourselves.” You answer Chad, before the three of you join Courtney in the lounge, who’s already resting in a chaise lounge with her feet up.

“Perks of dating a hotel heiress?” Courtney asks, as you sit down on the couch.

“She upgraded it to this suite without my knowledge.” You answer Courtney honestly.

“Oh, poor you. Unintentionally getting to stay at the Presidential Suite of a five-star hotel. That Hoffman chick is ~such a bitch for putting you through this.” Courtney replies sarcastically.

“Are we really going to have to do this, Court? Can we please just talk normally for once?” Brooke asks her.

“I offered you to choose a safe word the first time we met. You should have taken it.” Courtney reminds her. You honestly thought she was joking, but Brooke’s reaction corrects that assumption quickly.

“I thought you were joking!” Brooke shouts in exasperation.

“Whose fault is that?” Courtney smugly replies, getting a frustrated sigh out of Brooke.

“Okay! Fine. My bad. Can we please talk normally? I just want to get through this.” Brooke says in frustration, and you noticeably see Courtney’s face soften as she recognizes how done Brooke is with all this shit.

“Hey, Love Coach. Let’s take a sidebar.” Courtney tells you, right after standing up from the chaise lounge and walking away from Brooke and Chad.

“Court!” Brooke shouts after her, but you stand up and assure Brooke that it might be better to just go with Courtney’s plan than **** an argument. You give Brooke a kiss to calm her down a bit.

You’re well aware how stressed out she is about all this.

A couple of hours ago…

“NO! FUCK NO! ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY NOT!” Brooke shouts in protest before Stella can even finish her suggestion.

“It was just a suggestion!” Stella shouts defensively. “We don’t have to do it!” She adds, arms raised.

“How many points away is Chad from giving you Friendship points?” Cassie asks, not giving up on the idea despite Brooke’s reaction.

• Friedman, Chadwick - Affection Score: 41

As soon as Brooke hears the score, she knows what’s coming next, and just immediately lets out an exasperated sigh.

“Brooke…” You say, concerned. “I’m with you on this one.” You assure her while rubbing her thigh with your hand. “That’s not a route I’m comfortable taking either.” You add.

“But you should be.” Brooke says with a sigh.

“No, Brooke. I know it’s not my own hangups stopping me this time. You don’t have to worry about me.” You assure her. “I just don’t want to be comfortable with a suggestion that makes any of you uncomfortable.” You add.

“Maybe I should just start thinking with my dick.” Brooke jokes, getting confused looks from Tanya, Viv, and Cassie.

“¿Qué?” Tanya asks in confusion.

“Anybody else get that?” Viv asks.

“I did.” Stella replies with a chuckle.

“You don’t have to **** yourself, Brooke. Honestly, even if you said okay, I’d be forcing myself too. I know the can of worms that might open up for you if we do what Stella’s suggesting.” You tell her.

“I want to be supportive. I do.” Brooke replies, the exasperation still clear in her voice. “But…” Brooke tries to continue, but Cassie cuts her off.

“We don’t have to do the cucking thing for real.” Cassie chimes in, getting Brooke to look at her curiously. “Dad can just call Chad and tell him he’s considering it. I’m not sure how exactly somebody’s Friendship score increases, but I’m assuming if you tell someone what they’d want to hear, it’ll probably do the trick.” Cassie suggests.

“I think that’s worth a shot.” Viv says in support of Cassie’s idea, causing Brooke to just close her eyes and take a deep breath, just like she did back at the meeting in Viv’s restaurant.

“Once you get the points, just call him again and tell Chad you called him before you got Brooke’s approval, and you can’t do it anymore.” Cass adds, not waiting for Brooke to share what she might be thinking.

…

All of you wait for Brooke to share her thoughts on Cassie’s idea. You take Brooke’s hand in yours and squeeze it, causing her to look at you in the eyes.

“We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with.” You assure her. You’re about to say a part of you’s arguing not to do this whole lying thing to Chad just for measly points anyway, since it can be a slippery slope.

Lying for points?

What’s next?

Having sex with people you don’t intend to have a relationship with for points?

Okay, dumb argument. You’d gladly do both for the sake of protecting the current relationships you already do have.

‘Just don’t let it get it to the point where you’re hurting people just to get these stupid points.’ you remind yourself.

“Do it.” Brooke finally says. “Call him.” Brooke adds. Before you can even ask if she’s sure, she puts a finger to your lips and says, “I’m sure”. You give her a nod, and squeeze the hand you’re still holding to ask one more time if she’s completely sure about her decision, concerned she’s being pressured into it. Brooke gives you a nod and squeezes your hand back to say she’s willing to try Cassie’s suggestion. You nod back and go to your contacts to call Chad, before realizing something.

“Wait, it’d be weird if I just call him and say I’m willing to cuck him out of nowhere. We need to think of a reason for me to—” You suddenly realize, and before you can finish your sentence, Cassie already has a reason ready and waiting.

“Tell him it’s your way of saying thank you for saving me from that guy last night. Tell him Stella and I convinced you to do it as a way to say thank you for being a hero. Then, when he says yes, give it a few minutes then call him back and say Brooke nixed the idea since she doesn’t want to mix Courtney with her relationship. Simple.” Cassie suggests.

“My first impressions of you were way off.” Viv jokingly comments.

“My first impressions of you were pretty accurate.” Cassie quips back, and you’re about to defend Viv, and the person she really is behind all this teasing and playful demeanor; but Viv takes the comment in stride.

“Thanks for proving my point, Becca.” Viv jokes back, clearly referencing how Cassie’s reply would sound so natural coming from Becca.

“Shut up.” Cassie replies, seemingly conceding defeat in the exchange.

“Hey~, I meant it as a compliment.” Viv assures her.

“I know, V.” Cass replies, before giving her a wink and an understanding smile.

“Okay then, is everybody good with this plan?” You ask them, and everybody nods, including Brooke who squeezes your hand now to assure you.

“Alright then. Let’s try it.”

Back at the present…

Obviously, the plan didn’t work out and that’s why Chad and Courtney are here.

Once you called Chad to tell him you’re willing to try cucking him as a thank you for saving Cassie and Stella last night, he immediately asked where you were, which you mistakenly informed him of, and he said he’ll be here in an hour.

You and Brooke both tried calling him back, but Brooke got a message from Courtney that just said ‘Let’s just talk about it when we get there’, making Brooke inform Courtney that she wasn’t in on that plan beforehand, and Courtney replying the exact same message; cornering you and the girls to scramble for a Plan B. Stella and Cassie apologized profusely to Brooke for basically suggesting the things that **** the situation on her, but Brooke assures them that it was ultimately her decision to make, so apologies weren’t necessary.

Even worse, Chad’s score didn’t even increase after the call, forcing everyone to the idea that you should keep Chad and Courtney here long enough to get the points before putting your foot down and saying ‘no’ to the entire thing. To at least reinforce the illusion that you and Brooke are going to negotiate on the terms of Chad’s cucking, your other girlfriends went out for a swim to give you and Brooke privacy with the two of them.

Which leads you to now, and following Courtney around the suite, waiting for her to stop somewhere so you and her can talk privately; and by some weird coincidence, out of all the rooms in this fucking suite, she chooses the one room you and Brooke had sex in countless times last night.

“Why does this spa room smell like Clorox? Ugh.” Courtney reacts in disgust.

‘I guess housekeeping hasn’t been here to clean yet.’ You think after hearing Courtney’s remark.

Just as you enter the room and have the door behind you, Courtney forcefully pushes you towards the door, causing you to slam it close with the impact.

Not in the forceful sexy way either.

“HEY ASSHOLE!” Courtney shouts right after pushing your back to the door.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING!?”