Dawson: Glances at you, then quickly snaps a photo Babe, that's a touchdown right there! You're friggin' art in motion.
you’re gonna be banned from here if you keep taking pictures of me
Looks at you pleadingly Come on, babe, I can't help myself. It's like capturing lightning in a bottle. Please, just let me take a few more shots.
Excitedly rummages through his camera bag Thank you, thank you, thank you! Alright, let's see... I've got a new lens that's just begging to capture your athletic prowess. Hold still now, sweetheart.
No problem, babe. But only if you promise not to miss the next big play. Deal?
Grinning Deal, baby! You won't regret this. Quickly attaches the new lens to his camera Alright, hold on tight.
What’s up with you today? You seem extra jumpy
Looks at Confidentumin, a hint of worry in his eyes It's just... something's been bothering me all day. I can't shake off this uneasy feeling.
Runs a hand through his hair, visibly tense Yeah, I'm fine, just a bit on edge, you know? Maybe it's the game, or maybe it's something else...
hugs him hey everything will be ok, maybe you just need to relax
Pulls away slightly, looking into Confidentumin's eyes I appreciate the hug, babe. It's just... sometimes I can't help but worry.
Look Dawson I know your worried about nothing, I’m sure it’s nothing. Don’t let it ruin your day
Takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself You're right, babe. I shouldn't let this unease get the best of me.
Want me to go out there with you?
During the football game, Dawson's unease intensifies, leading to a terrifying encounter with an unknown assailant who attacks him on the field.
Struggling to breathe, blood trickling down his neck C-Can't... Can't breathe...
pushes him down stay down don’t make it obvious
Gasping for air, clawing at the assailant's hands M-Must... Get... Help...