New York, Manhattan - after coming from Los Angeles, Charles Capet finally saw the chaos of Wall Street.
Driving along Broadway Avenue, the increasing number of homeless people and those looking for jobs was now the dominant scene in this American financial hub.
The Brooklyn Bridge and the rooftops of Wall Street's securities companies had become the top spots for jumpers.
After the car pulled into Charles' Hudson River-side villa, Kristen Stewart followed Charles into the main hall.
"Some folks really have it rough," Kristen Stewart had earlier attended the V Music Video Awards with the cast of Twilight and had also gone to the Toronto Film Festival for promotions.
After arriving in New York, Charles was taken to witness the state of Wall Street.
"Rough?" Charles chuckled, taking off his jacket and sitting on the sofa. "We're not even in the worst of it yet!"
Kristen Stewart took off her wild denim jacket, revealing a simple T-shirt that did nothing to detract from her appeal.
She pulled out two cans of beer from the fridge, tossing one to Charles and drinking the other herself. "Warner Bros. has moved Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince from this November to next summer. Aren't you worried about Twilight's box office in November?"
Charles looked at Kristen sitting next to him, one hand holding beer and the other a cigarette - now that's some serious character.
"Uh, you pay attention to that stuff?" Charles couldn't help but ask.
Kristen Stewart, smoking, responded, "It's what the media says. I've been to the Twilight screenings. The media reviews are pretty good. But they often ask why we aren't changing our release date if even Harry Potter is worried about the financial crisis."
"No one outside Warner Bros. knows what they're thinking," Charles couldn't believe even Kristen, with her unique style, was paying attention to these things.
"You're barely 18 and already so good with cigarettes and alcohol?" Charles lit a cigarette himself and started smoking while drinking.
Kristen Stewart laughed, clinking her beer can with Charles's. "Feeling good?"
Charles nodded, "Not bad, but your cigarettes aren't laced with anything, are they?"
"So, you want them to be?" Kristen teased.
Charles quickly shook his head. "No, I don't want to end up in a miserable state, and you shouldn't smoke those either. Whether for your image or your career, it's not beneficial!"
Kristen Stewart, now with a refined appearance that was gentle and beautiful, undeniably had a wild side.
"Don't worry, my agent reminds me that now's a great time for my career to take off. With Twilight's book sales doing so well, the film should boost my fame," Kristen said, taking a big gulp of beer and a drag of her cigarette before dropping the butt into the beer can.
Charles did the same and then wrapped his arm around her shoulders, joking, "Your cool look must attract quite a few girls, huh?"
Kristen snuggled into Charles, pondering for a moment before seriously responding, "Girls, huh? That does sound fun!"
Charles was taken aback, kissing her on the cheek while slipping a hand under her T-shirt. He warned her, "Don't get any ideas. I don't want people thinking I'm promoting same-sex relationships."
Was she, this soon after turning 18, already interested in women? That's early.
"What's wrong with liking girls? It's not against the law. Even you produced Brokeback Mountain, so what's with this thinking?" Kristen Stewart believed in living true to oneself; liking guys or girls both should be fine.
"Right, that untamable nature of yours is what I like!" Charles then kissed Kristen again, pulling off her obstructive T-shirt.
Once the kiss ended, Kristen, a bit breathless, lay in Charles' arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and asked softly, "Would you still be with me if I ended up liking women?"
"That's an interesting thought," Charles whispered into her ear. "Sure, as long as it's not another guy."
Kristen Stewart laughed lightly, holding Charles closely, "You're such a playboy. You probably just want to sleep with my girlfriend too."
"No," Charles shook his head, "Who knows what your taste will be? If you pick someone unattractive, I'd have no interest."
Kristen rolled her eyes, squeezing his hand hard, causing Charles to wince. "Let's see if you can still be that untamable later!"
Without hesitation, Kristen knelt before him, ready to fight her own battles in her own way.
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At night, lying in bed, Charles shook Kristen. "Honey, wanna get up and eat something?"
"I'm exhausted but really hungry," Kristen lay limply in his arms, responding weakly.
"Told you to take it easy; look at you now, far from the tough girl earlier!" Charles teased while massaging her to help her regain strength.
"A bit harder," Kristen twisted around, lying on her back for a better massage.
"Honey, your chest isn't even a B cup, right?" Charles teased again.
"It is a B cup," Kristen, now only able to speak, responded.
"Doesn't feel like it," Charles shook his head and kept on massaging.
"Wanna take a hot bath and regain some energy? Then we can go out for dinner!"
"Okay, but after the bath, have someone bring the food here. I don't want to go out," Kristen didn't even feel like washing herself at this point.
"You keep massaging for a bit, then carry me to the bath. I really don't want to move!"
Charles laughed, "Sure, what do you want to eat? I'll have it delivered."
"Ham, a big one, and milk..."
"Honey, didn't you get enough of those earlier?"
"Hmph, I haven't rested much lately, no wonder my stamina is low..."
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