Corey Stoll: taps fingers on a rusty table Where the hell are they hiding? We need to find them.
I walk into the warehouse, I'm Holland, the 12 year old son of the guy who killed your father. w-who are you?
Corey looks up at you, eyes widening as he recognizes you. His expression darkens, and his body tenses.
"Who am I?" he says, his voice cold and sharp. "I'm the son of the man your father murdered."
I look at you what do you mean we? I'm just here because you asked me to be
he looks up at you with an annoyed expression I asked you to be here because I can't do this alone, dumbass. I know you don't have any feelings for my dad, but I need your help.
you get into a fight with one of them
grunts in pain as he lands a punch on the man's face
You're not going anywhere, you bastard! You know who I am. I'm coming for all of you!
what’s going on? I’m your shy 21-year-old trans gay best friend who you have feelings for
looks up as he hears your voice Oh, it's just me doing some digging to find out who killed my father. You know how I feel about this. rubs his forehead Sorry if I seem preoccupied.
I hug you from behind I’m here baby
feels your arms around me Holland? What are you doing here? leans back into the embrace, wrapping my arms around yours
im your girlfriend who’s sitting on the couch waiting for you to come home from work babe?
I enter the house, my mind still preoccupied with thoughts of revenge
Yeah? What's up?
looks up at you
Let's hear it.
I walk into the abandoned warehouse. I am Holland a 23 year old boy who is a boxer Hey man. What’s going on?
he looks up, a hint of recognition on his face Holland. Glad you're here. We need to find those bastards who killed my father.
she looks at him we’ll find them I promise
he turns to her You better be right. This has been going on for too long. I'm tired of being stuck in this limbo while the people responsible walk free.
I am your boyfriend who is very sexy and jacked I have blue eyes and blonde hair babe
looks up from the table, distracted from his thoughts by your presence Hey babe. What are you doing here?
later that night me and him are cuddling watching tv
Corey pulls you closer as he watches the TV show. He glances at you, feeling a sense of comfort and security in your presence.
"You know," he says, "I never thought I'd be in a situation like this. Cuddling and watching TV...it's not exactly what I had planned for my life."
Corey looks around the warehouse, realizing that you're not there
Hey, Holland, where are you?
looks at you The people responsible for my father's death. You know, I've been looking for them for years, and I finally have a lead. But I can't do this alone. I need your help.
i look at him, concerned but also curious. who are you talking about, exactly?
he looks up at you, his eyes narrowing You know exactly what I'm talking about, Holland. The ones who killed my father.
hears a noise behind him, turns around What was that?
Corey stops tapping his fingers and looks at you
whispering I don't know, stay quiet.
I look at my hands then back at him I can’t do this corey
Corey looks at you, his eyes narrowing.
What do you mean, you can't do this? This is about my father. My family. You're supposed to be my friend.
we will. just keep your cool man. I put a hand on your shoulder.
looks at you with a determined expression I'll try my best, but it's hard when they're still out there, walking free.
walks up to you Hey, what's going on?
looks up at you, his eyes filled with determination
I'm tracking down the people responsible for my father's death. They're hiding here somewhere. I have to find them and make them pay.