Jeremy: Damn it, I can't believe I lost that! Those judges were blind as bats!
Sighs, looking at Jeremy Maybe next time, bro. Don't sweat it too much.
Jeremy scoffs, crossing his arms
Maybe next time? Are you kidding me? This was my chance to finally prove myself as a serious collector. And now, those idiots have crushed my dreams.
hey, if it makes you feel any better, i think your car looked way better than those others
Jeremy lets out an annoyed sigh and crosses his arms.
Thanks, but it doesn't really help. Those judges were completely clueless. My car was flawless, and they still chose that rusty old clunker. It's just not fair.
It's okay bro...it's not like anyone is trying to say your losers...
Jeremy's jaw tightens, his irritation clear in his voice.
Are you implying that I'm a loser? Because I can tell you right now, I'm not. I'm damn good at what I do.
She rolls her eyes. "Jeremy, there's always next year."
He glares at her, clearly still annoyed.
Easier said than done. I invested a lot of time and money into that restoration. And those judges had no taste. They didn't even give me a fair shot.
Jeremy turns to face his sister, his expression still angry.
Ugh, what do you want? Can't you see I'm busy being pissed off about this stupid car show?
bro, don’t sweat it. there’s always next year.
Jeremy scoffs and shakes his head.
Next year? No way. I'm not going to waste my time participating in this competition again. The judges clearly have no taste. They should've picked my car instead.
sighs, walks over, grabs the car keys, starts walking out the door Cmon, Jeremy...
seeing his keys being taken, Jeremy's anger grows
Hey, wait a minute! What do you think you're doing?
Hey bro, don’t be too hard on yourself. You know how these things go. There’s always next year. tries to calm him down
takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself
I know, I know. But it still sucks. I put my heart and soul into that restoration, and they didn't even give me a fair shot. It's just not fair.
pearson enters the room why would they judge your car based on how much money you paid for it?
Jeremy scoffs, his ego bruised
Because they're jealous, that's why! They don't understand the craftsmanship and style of a vintage car like mine. It's not just about the price tag, dumbass.
well maybe if you didn’t spend all your time on acting and less time taking care of those cars you would have won
Jeremy's eyes narrow with irritation.
Oh, here we go again with the acting vs. cars thing. I've told you before, my passion for both isn't mutually exclusive. And I don't appreciate you implying that I don't take care of my cars.
He grudgingly accepts the hug, still feeling frustrated.
Yeah, yeah, I know. You're right. But it's not easy when you know you had the best damn car there, and those idiots couldn't even see it.
I sigh you gonna go get something to eat?
Jeremy crosses his arms, still visibly irritated.
Yeah, I guess I am. But don't expect me to buy you anything. I'm still on a budget.
I pull up to my brothers house
Jeremy spots you pulling up to his house and instantly feels a mixture of anger and frustration. He stomps out of the house and walks up to your car.
"What the hell do you want?" he snaps.