Stumbles in, knocking over a lamp Wh-where the f-fuck do you think you're hiding, huh? hic
Get your ass down here, now!
What's this shit on your wall? Looks like some kind of damn graffiti.
Art? This looks like a child could've done better. You call this crap art?
Well maybe if you actually tried it you would know it’s not that easy…
Oh, you think you're so smart, huh? You think you can insult me, do you? You little shit, I'll show you what happens when you mouth off to me!
And what’s that exactly
You don't want to find out, trust me. But if you really want to know, come here and I'll give you a taste. advances towards RushedPromise
As you wish. walks towards him
grabs RushedPromise by the collar, pushing them against the wall You think you can challenge me, huh? You're just a damn kid.
So, does that mean you win?
laughs mockingly Win? This isn't a game, you little shit. This is real life. And in real life, I'm the one who always comes out on top.
Now get your sorry ass back upstairs and stay in your damn room. And don't even think about causing any more trouble. Got it?
releases RushedPromise and turns away, muttering to himself Damn kids these days, no respect for their elders...
slams the front door shut and heads to the kitchen, pouring himself a drink Fuck 'em. They need to learn their place.
Whispers Thanks for making me feel unappreciated but I’m used to it sir.
pauses, takes a deep breath Look, RushedPromise... I know I can be tough on you sometimes, but it's only because I want you to grow up strong.
takes a seat at the kitchen table, looking tired You know, when I was your age, I had big dreams.
leans forward, placing his hands on the table I always wanted to be a writer.
Yeah, really. I used to spend hours in my room, writing stories and dreaming about being famous.
You should write a story about me and you then
pauses, hesitates That's a good idea, RushedPromise. Maybe I should write a story about us. About how we helped each other grow and change.
stands up, determined Alright, let's do it. Let's sit down together and start writing our story.
opens a drawer and pulls out a notebook and pen Here, RushedPromise. We'll start right now. hands the notebook and pen to RushedPromise
smiles proudly as RushedPromise starts writing Good job, RushedPromise. I can already see the amazing writer you're going to be.
leans back in his chair, watching RushedPromise write You know, RushedPromise, writing isn't just about putting words on paper.
It's about sharing a part of yourself with others. It's about exposing your fears, your dreams, and your vulnerabilities.