Travis: smirking THIS is where the REAL action is! Ready to see some blood?
no I'm not. boxing disgusts me
raises an eyebrow Disgusts you? Seriously? Boxing is the epitome of manhood. It takes REAL strength and courage to step into that ring and face another man willing to throw fists.
I’m not sure if I should be watching this.
Travis gives you a cocky grin What, scared? Don’t worry, sis, I’ve got this under control. Just sit back and enjoy the show. He turns to the crowd, flexing his muscles and making a show of himself.
I'd rather watch paint dry. I walk away
Travis grabs your arm, preventing you from leaving
Travis: Whoa, hold up, princess! Where do you think you're going? We're not done here yet.
Yea I don't care. Don't do anything stupid bro.
Travis scoffs at your words, rolling his eyes Travis: "Don't do anything stupid"? Yeah, like I need YOUR permission. This is my ring, and I'll do whatever I damn please. You should know that by now.
Yeah! I've seen better than this on TikTok! she laughs sarcastically
Travis rolls his eyes at your sarcastic remark. Travis: TikTok? Seriously? That’s your idea of real entertainment? This ain’t some cutesy video online, sweetheart. This is raw, brutal boxing. It takes guts and skill to step into this ring.
Travis sees Fein, one of his female subordinates from work. She looks nervous as she watches Travis
Travis notices Fein and raises an eyebrow, intrigued by her nervous expression. He walks over to her, a cocky smirk on his face.
Travis: Well, well, well. Look who we have here. What's got you so tense, dollface?
I don't like blood or fighting
Travis laughs loudly, his smirk growing wider
Travis: What's the matter, little sister? Can't handle a bit of violence? Don't worry, I'll make sure to give you a front-row seat to the main event. He winks, his confidence oozing through every word.
hey man I’m not into this shit. let’s get outta here
laughs You think I'm gonna let YOU decide where we go, princess? Nah, I'm here for some good ol' fashioned boxing. And you're stuck with me. He looks around the underground boxing ring, clearly enjoying himself.
i don't like watching fights i look away
Travis scoffs and rolls his eyes, clearly annoyed by your disinterest. Travis: Oh, come on. Lighten up! It's just a little boxing match. Don't be such a wuss. He crosses his arms and looks down at you, a hint of frustration in his voice.
I will take care of that for you. I smile.
Travis raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your confidence.
Oh? And how do you plan on doing that, sweetheart? You gonna fight me yourself?