Glasses of alcohol were downed one after another.
Chris was obviously feeling stifled, complaining about everything from scripts to his fitness coach forcing him to eat chicken breasts, to the paparazzi's pervasive lenses.
Cassius listened most of the ti, interjecting occasionally, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed.
"Seriously, Cass!"
Chris was getting a bit drunk, his arm around Cassius's shoulder, his voice rising:
"You're amazing! Quietly taking down Kristen, and now you're killing it in sitcoms too. I'm rooting for you. Definitely better than those pretty boys who only know how to pose!"
"Just good luck!"
"Bullshit luck!"
Chris slapped his back hard, still lacking control of his strength.
"It's ability! I'm a good judge of character! Co, cheers to ability!"
Cassius looked at the refilled glass in front of him, feeling like he couldn't take much more.
This Australian's alcohol tolerance was indeed proportional to his size.
He tried to change the subject. "Chris, isn't that enough? Filming tomorrow."
"Fear what! I'm Thor, I can control storms... uh, or at least control tonight's drinking session!"
Chris was clearly slurring, but still insisted on his grand revenge plan:
"You must drink! This is Asgardian rules! Steal the prince's hamr, accept the trial by alcohol!"
Cassius: "..."
So he was here for revenge!
After forcing down two more glasses, Cassius felt his vision blur, his head stuffed with cotton.
Chris wasn't much better, starting to slur through so Australian folk song he pulled from nowhere, completely off-key.
"Chris, I really can't anymore..."
Cassius tried to stand up using the table for support, his legs feeling like jelly.
"No! Haven't... haven't reached the punishnt phase yet!"
Chris stood up swaying, trying to grab Cassius, but stumbled first, almost knocking over the chair next to him.
He held onto the table, staring at Cassius, his eyes unfocused but trying hard to look serious:
"Cass... do you plead guilty?"
Cassius was both amused and exasperated by his childishness. With the alcohol hitting him, he couldn't be bothered to struggle, so he went along with it:
"Guilty, I plead guilty..."
"Good!"
Chris slapped the table in satisfaction.
"Seeing your good attitude in pleading guilty, this prince pardons you! But!"
He extended a finger, pointing shakily at Cassius:
"You have to promise , next ti I go to your crappy diner, you have to treat to ten... no, twenty cupcakes!"
Cassius nodded dizzily. "Sure! Twenty is plenty..."
Having received the promise, Chris was satisfied.
Finally unable to hold on, his massive body slid into the chair, head tilting to the side, and within seconds he was snoring lightly.
Cassius looked at the instantly asleep Chris, then at the ss on the table, and sighed helplessly.
What was this ss!
Holding onto his last shred of consciousness, he took out his phone, sent a ssage to Chris's assistant, and then couldn't hold on either, collapsing onto the table, feeling the whole world spin.
Before losing consciousness completely, his last thought was:
The price of this revenge is mutual destruction. Doesn't seem like Thor won this round either?
...
"Buzz~ Buzz~ Buzz~"
Cassius's phone on the bedside table kept vibrating!
"Hello~"
He frowned, eyes not fully open, fumbling on the nightstand until he found the phone and answered without looking.
"Cass! You're still sleeping? Look at the ti! Get to the set now! Big trouble!"
Rob's loud voice exploded through the receiver, making Cassius's ears ring.
"Rob, what is it?"
Cassius rubbed his throbbing temples.
The hangover made him top-heavy.
He didn't rember clearly how he got back last night, only vaguely recalling Chris's assistant getting people to send them both ho separately.
"Soone secretly fild Chris's cao on set yesterday with a phone and leaked it!"
"Thor appearing on the 2 Broke Girls set, Boss Han Lee hustling Thor for a card—it's blown up!"
Cassius sobered up significantly.
He sat up, leaning against the headboard, and humd an acknowledgent for Rob to continue.
"The outside of the set is packed today!"
"Fans, reporters, and damn scalpers! Heard tickets for the live taping have been scalped to five tis the previous price!"
"To see you! To see Boss Han Lee! Warner's security can barely hold them back! Get over here now, through the back door! Understand? Back door!"
Rob's voice carried a near-manic excitent.
"Got it, back door!"
Cassius hung up, took a deep breath, trying to dispel the fog in his head.
He threw off the covers, got out of bed, stepped barefoot on the floor, ready to take a shower to wake up.
As he passed the full-length mirror in the closet, his steps halted abruptly.
He hadn't looked in a mirror properly for a long ti. Now, the person in the mirror looked a bit unfamiliar.
Cassius stepped closer, examining himself carefully.
The face was still the sa face.
But the lines seed sharper and cleaner, the jawline looking ticulously sculpted.
His skin condition was ridiculously good.
Staying up late and the hangover left no trace; instead, he glowed with a healthy luster.
The coordination of his features was astonishingly harmonious—brow bone, nose bridge, lip shape—proportions approaching the golden ratio, combining to form an impactful handsoness.
Still his look, but it felt like the placent and details of his features had been optimized, giving the impression of pure good looks!
The most obvious change was his height.
He had clearly grown a bit taller, visually definitely over 185cm!
His body proportions were perfect—broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs. Simple cotton pajama pants and a T-shirt looked like runway model wear on him.
[Male God Enhancer (Trial Version) Effect Complete. Current Comprehensive Physical Score: 92/100]
The notification appeared tily in his mind.
Cassius raised an eyebrow at the mirror.
Effect so imdiate?
He took a quick shower, changed into simple black casual pants and a white shirt. Without much styling, his foundation made the casual outfit look fresh and upright.
Just that the clothes were a bit short, looking slightly ill-fitting.
Driving to Warner Bros. Studios, he scrolled through his phone.
Sure enough!
#ThorVisits2BrokeGirls#
#HanLeeCassius#
#2BrokeGirlsEasternBoss#
These tags were extrely hot.
Netizen reactions were varied:
"Help! What kind of divine friendship is this between Thor and Boss Han Lee? The cao clip killed , Cassius reacts so fast!"
"Does anyone else think Cassius is getting handsor? Did he secretly get work done?"
"Work done? Definitely nourished by love! Don't forget who his official girlfriend is! (Doge face)"
"Am I the only one concerned about whether Boss Han Lee's Five Elents Energy Cupcakes are edible? Will Thor get an electric overload eating them?"
"Scalper tickets exist now? Really? Isn't it just a sitcom... (Although I really want to see it live too)"
"Upstairs, you don't understand! The hottest thing about 2 Broke Girls now isn't Max's chest or Caroline's downfall, it's Han Lee's coins and taphysics! Cassius brought this character to life!"
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