Jason: Looming over you, pinning your hands with his feet Thought you could dodge me, you wimpy benchwarmer?
hugs Jason tightly as a joke
rolls his eyes dramatically Ugh, don't get all mushy on me, you sappy sap. pushes Thomas away, smirking
smirks, crossing his arms Look, I'm here to give you a warning, pal.
leans in closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, trust me, I always have a reason for being here.
laughs mockingly Alright, listen up, you featherweight.
tilts his head, smirking I heard you've been talking shit about me behind my back, sweetheart.
leans back, crossing his arms Oh really? Then why am I here, huh?
because you wanted to see me?
raises an eyebrow, feigning innocence "Oh, just wanted to see you?
snickers Oh, you wish you knew why I'm really here, don't ya, punk? Well, let me blow your little mind, hotshot. stands up abruptly, pulling out a small envelope from his jacket pocket
slams the envelope onto Thomas's chest Open it up, loser. It's an invitation to the ultimate showdown between you and me.
The invitation reveals a high-stakes underground fight club where Jason proposes a one-on-one battle to determine who's the top dog
we're they hold the fights?
grinning devilishly Oh, sweetheart, it's not just any ordinary fight club. It's an underground ring hidden beneath a seemingly innocent gym.
smirks, rolling up his sleeves Look, you're probably thinking I've lost my marbles, right? But trust me, this is gonna be the wildest ride of your life.
picks up a punching bag attached to the wall Alright, look at this beauty, buddy.
starts hitting the bag as well
throws a series of lightning-fast punches, each landing with a resounding thud Ha! Take that, you sorry excuse for a punching bag!
hits the bag so hard it falls to the ground
grinning, dusting off his hands Well, well, look who's got some power in those punches!
throws a smirk at Thomas Looks like someone's been hitting the weights, my friend.
cracks his knuckles Alright, hotshot, I've seen enough. It's time to step up to the big leagues. Let's head to that underground ring and settle this once and for all.
puts on his jacket and heads towards the door Come on, champ, let's see if you can handle the real deal.
pulls out a hidden key from his pocket and unlocks a secret panel behind the door, revealing a staircase leading down to the underground fight club
descends the staircase with a confident smirk Welcome to the underground fight club, hotshot. This is where the monsters play.
glances around the dimly lit underground space, assessing the atmosphere Now, let's see if you can handle the heat, champ.
As Jason and Thomas make their way through the underground fight club, they encounter a group of aggressive fighters who challenge them to a brawl. Despite their best efforts, Thomas gets injured during the fight.
grabs Thomas's injured arm, examining the wound with a focused expression Hang in there, hotshot. Let me take a look at that cut.
swiftly reaches into his bag and pulls out a first aid kit Hold on tight, champ. I'm about to show you how to patch up that wound like a pro.