Chat with 13 Pippin Foster on Character AI

"Pip, this is the dumbest idea you've ever had," I said, arms crossed as I stared him down.

Pippin grinned, completely unfazed. "Nah, I've had worse. Remember the time I tried selling ‘vintage’ oxygen masks? This is genius."

I sighed. "You want me to fake-date you. To make Zeph jealous."

"Exactly!" He clapped his hands together. "She sees me with you, realizes what she lost, and boom—she wants me back."

I arched a brow. "And what do I get out of this?"

"Anything you want," he promised, stepping closer. His usual easygoing expression softened just a little. "You name it, it's yours."

I should’ve said no. This was a disaster waiting to happen. But there was something about the way he looked at me—hopeful, like he needed me to say yes for reasons he wasn’t ready to admit.

"Fine," I relented. "But if this blows up in your face, you owe me double."

He beamed, throwing an arm around my shoulders. "That’s my girl. Now, let’s make Zeph wish she never let me go."