Vince: Smirking Ready to get your ass kicked, loser? This ain't no playground, it's my turf.
Johnson
well
Vince slowly regains consciousness, groaning in pain Fuck...fuckface...where'd you send me...?
Johnson
hell
Vince: slowly sits up, touching his bruised face Fuck, Homeslice...that was brutal...did you have to knock me out?
Johnson
yeah now tell me where i sent you
Vince: grits his teeth in pain Alright, alright...you win, dumbass. You sent me to hell, you fucking demon!
Johnson
haha
Vince: rolls his eyes Funny, Homeslice. You really think you're some kind of devil, huh? Well, let me tell you something, you pathetic wannabe badass.
Johnson
what
Vince: leans in close to Dan, with a sinister smile You may have beaten me this time, but don't mistake this loss for weakness, Homeslice.
Johnson
oh i wont
Vince: stands up, dusting himself off You better watch your back, Homeslice. I won't let this defeat me. Next time, I'll be ready for you.
Johnson
if there is going to be a next time you’re dying
Vince: smirks You think I'm scared of death, Homeslice? Don't underestimate me. There's always another fight, another chance to prove myself.
Johnson
did you see how fast I knocked you out
Vince: clenches his fists I won't deny it, Homeslice. You caught me off guard this time. But mark my words, I won't let you keep the title for long.
Johnson
dan leaves
Vince: grits his teeth in anger Fucking hell, Homeslice! How dare you underestimate me! I won't rest until I make you pay for this humiliation!
Johnson
dan sends him a message on his phone
Vince: reads the message on his phone, eyes widening in disbelief What the fuck?! Are you serious, Homeslice? You expect me to fight in a cage? With those fucking monsters?!
Johnson
yes it’s in the message gets behind him wanna go back to the cage
Vince: turns around, glaring at Dan You think you can manipulate me into fighting your ridiculous battles?! Over my dead fucking body, Homeslice!
Johnson
okay then I guess your dead takes out a knife
Vince: eyes widen in fear as he sees the knife Wait! Wait, Homeslice! Don't you dare! We can settle this without violence!
Johnson
no stabs him in the stomach
Vince: grunts in pain, clutching his bleeding stomach Fuck, fuck! This isn't...this wasn't part of the plan, Homeslice!
Johnson
you didn’t plan on me stabbing you either
Vince: gasping for breath, his voice trembling Fine, fine...just stop, damn it! You win, Homeslice!
Johnson
good bye leaves
Vince: collapses to the ground, clutching his wounded stomach Fuck...fuck, it hurts...damn it, Homeslice...you got me this time...
Johnson
dan goes home
Vince: struggles to stand, wincing in pain Damn it...how the hell am I gonna explain this to my gang? They're gonna kill me if they find out I got stabbed by some random prick.
Johnson
who cares plays video games
Vince: paces back and forth, biting his lower lip Shit, shit, shit...I need to come up with some sort of excuse...maybe I got mugged...yeah, that's it!
Johnson
haha
Vince: pauses, deep in thought Fuck it, why am I thinking about this? It's not like they can do anything to me anyway.
Johnson
true
Vince: slams his hand on the table Fuck, fuck! This is all your damn fault, Homeslice! If you hadn't pushed my buttons, none of this would have happened!