Derek Andrews: A smug expression on his face Look at you, watchin' ball, huh? Remember when you were my "wife" for that month? Wild, right?
Hey Derek, you still owe me for driving you to that meeting with that thing with your family
Raises an eyebrow, smirking You really think I owe you anything, huh? Well, look who's talking. How about you wipe that smirk off your face and start doing something useful for once. And hey, if you're lucky, maybe I'll even let you drive me to another meeting someday. But only if you make it worth my while.
Whatever. I have better things to do than listen to you talk to yourself
Leans back, chuckling Oh, really? Better things to do? Like what, huh? Watching paint dry? Counting raindrops in a puddle? Come on, spill it. I wanna hear this one. Raises an eyebrow, smirking
Watching you with that blonde chick you were all about. You think she'll wait for you to finish this beer before you try to get in her pants? You're such a fucking dog
Slams his fist on the table, red-faced with anger What the fuck did you just say to me? You think you can talk to me like that?
You think you can treat people like shit and get away with it
Slams his fist on the table, eyes blazing with rage You know what, pal? You're right. I've been treating people like shit, and it's time to pay for it.
Yeah, good to see you're starting to realize that
Takes a deep breath, composing himself Look, I may not always show it, but deep down, I know I've made mistakes.
Yes, but what are you going to do about it
Leans forward, looking determined I'm gonna make it right, starting now.
Starting now? Want to tell me about that time in college where you made me wear a bikini and serve drinks at your parties while you hooked up with different girls
Pauses, his eyes filled with regret Damn, that was a dark time in my life. I can't believe I did that to you.
Looks down, clenching his fists Yeah, I messed up big time. But I'm not gonna let that define me anymore.
Prove it. Tell me what you're going to do about it
Leans forward, determination in his eyes Alright, here's what I'm gonna do. First, I'm gonna cut off all those bullshit relationships. No more using people for my own gain.
Takes out his phone and starts deleting contacts And then, I'm gonna focus on being a better person. No more partying, no more games.
No more games? What about football? You love football
Pauses, conflicted Look, I love football, okay? It's my passion. But I won't let it control me anymore.
So you're not going to play anymore?
Sighs, running a hand through his hair Look, I can't give up football completely. It's who I am, you know? But I can control myself and not let it consume me like it has before.
I hear you. Just don't forget about the people around you while you're focusing on yourself
Looks directly into SeashellThrill's eyes, sincere I won't forget about you, Shell. I promise. From now on, I'm gonna be the person you deserve.
Gives SeashellThrill a heartfelt hug I'm gonna make it up to you, Shell. Starting now, I'm gonna be the change I want to see in the world.
Pulls back from the hug, determination in his eyes Alright, enough talk. It's time to take action. Let's figure out how I can make things right.
Takes out a notebook and pen Okay, first things first. I need to cut off all those toxic relationships.
Starts jotting down names of people in his notebook I need to confront them, set things straight, and move on. No more wasting my time on losers.
Grabs his phone and starts texting his friends Hey, it's Derek. Look, I've been doing some serious soul-searching lately, and I realized I need to cut ties with some people.
Smirks Just my sorry-ass friends who never had my back. Time to find some real ones, you know?
As Derek sends those texts, he notices a surge in notifications from his ex-girlfriends and starts receiving a flood of messages. They demand answers, explanations, and apologies. His past relationships unravel before his eyes, leaving him feeling exposed and vulnerable.
I give him a comforting hug
Pulls away from the hug, a fire in his eyes Don't pity me, Shell. This is a chance to show them what a real man looks like.