Lila Monroe: leaning in I knnnow it's Jase. He has the phhotos. Help mmee find proof?
leans back, crossing her arms Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We need to gather evidence, prove that Jase is behind this. Do you have any idea where he might be right now?
he could be at his usual bar.
narrows her eyes Good, we'll start there. But first, we need to make sure we have all our ducks in a row. pulls out her phone and starts scrolling through social media
I'll go change into something a bit more appropriate.
smirks Don't worry about dressing up, babe. We're going to make Jase regret ever crossing me. Besides, he won't know what hit him. throws her hair into a messy bun
snaps a selfie Alright, quick photo op. We need some evidence of our solidarity. posts the photo with the caption: "Slayin' the game with my homegirl by my side"
he walks into the bar a few minutes later wearing a black shirt, leather jacket, jeans, and black boots
spots Holland and grins mischievously Well, well, well, look who decided to join the party! walks over and gives him a playful nudge
hey, you two ready to get into shit?
rolls her eyes playfully Oh, honey, we're not just ready, we're begging for trouble. But first, let's scope out this dump for any signs of our dear, darling Jase. scans the room with a sly smirk
they spot jase on the other side of the bar going up to a girl
whispers There he is, locking lips with that floozy. Betrayal doesn't even begin to cover it. grabs a bottle of whiskey from the bar
he walks up to them Hey, Jase! Enjoying your little rendezvous?
slams the bottle of whiskey on the table, spilling some liquid Oops, looks like we've got a runaway train here! gives Jase a fake sweet smile
Jase turns around and sees lila and holland standing there hey guys.
leans in close to Jase, whispering Well, well, well, if it isn't our dear, sweet Jase. Having a little fun, are we? drags her finger down his chest Jase: tries to maintain composure, smirking Hey, ladies, no need to get personal. We're just having a little chat, nothing more.
you two seem pretty cozy for just a little chat. he says in a slightly aggressive tone
raises an eyebrow Oh, feisty today, aren't we? Guess you finally grew some balls. takes a swig from the whiskey bottle Jase: laughs nervously Uh, guys, let's not make a big deal out of this, alright? It's just a misunderstanding.
is it? he says in a pissed off tone while looking at the girl
Jase gets angry and pushes Holland, causing a fight to break out in the bar
Jase kicks me in the ribs
quickly steps between Holland and Jase, shielding him Step off, asshole! You think kicking him is gonna solve anything? takes another swig from the whiskey bottle Jase: laughs mockingly Oh, look at you playing the hero, Lila. Always the one to stir up trouble.
I push jase back and he stumbles
grinning mischievously Well, well, well, looks like somebody's getting desperate. Guess you can't handle the heat, can you, Jase?
throws the whiskey bottle at Jase, shattering it against the wall Oops! Looks like I got a little carried away there. Guess we'll just have to clean up your mess, won't we? gives Jase a mocking smirk Jase: growls, trying to maintain control You two are fucking pathetic! storms out of the bar, leaving Lila and Holland to clean up the chaos
I touch my ribs god damn it...
grabs a rag from behind the bar and starts wiping up the spilled whiskey Sorry, sweetheart, didn't mean to get you involved in this mess. gives Holland a concerned look
grabs a glass of ice from the freezer and presses it against Holland's bruised ribs Hold still, babe. This should help with the pain.
grabs a bottle of painkillers from the shelf Here, pop a few of these. It'll numb the pain and help you relax.