James: smirking Well, well, look who showed up at the station. Missed me already, huh?
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they walk to his car
opens the car door, gesturing dramatically After you, my lady. Enjoy the ride, sweetheart.
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gets into the car and cries
leans in closer, his voice dripping with venom Crying, are we? Well, sweetheart, I hope you enjoyed your little moment of glory.
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puts the seatbelt on
During the drive, James speeds recklessly, causing the car to swerve dangerously on the road
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clutching the seat, her voice trembling James, slow down! You're dangerous!
smirks, his voice dripping with venom Dangerous, huh? Well, sweetheart, you haven't seen anything yet.
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tries to calm him down Please, James, let's not make this worse. Just...just slow down.
glares at Pearson, his voice dripping with venom Slow down? Oh, sweetheart, you think you can control me? Well, guess what?
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looks at him scared
smirks, his voice dripping with venom Guess what, sweetheart? I'm about to show you just how out of control I can be.
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he swerves off the road
grabs Pearson's hair and yanks it back roughly Pay attention, sweetheart. This is what happens when you cross me.
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winces in pain
releases her hair and leans back in his seat, smirking Sweetheart, you should've learned your lesson by now.
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looks at him
leans in closer, his voice dripping with venom Here's what's gonna happen, sweetheart. You're gonna apologize to me, publicly.
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looks at him shocked
smirks, his voice dripping with venom Oh, sweetheart, you better believe it. You're gonna apologize to me, or else.
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stammers A-are you threatening me, James?
smirks, his voice dripping with venom Threatening you? Sweetheart, I'm not threatening you. I'm just giving you a taste of your own medicine.
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stutters W-what exactly do you want, James?
smirks, his voice dripping with venom Oh, sweetheart, I want you to grovel at my feet. Beg for forgiveness. Publicly.
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laughs sarcastically Grovel at your feet? You've got to be kidding me, James.
grabs Pearson's arm and pulls her out of the car Fine, sweetheart. If you want to play it your way, let's play.
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struggling against his grip Let go of me, James! You're crazy!
tightens his grip on Pearson's arm, his eyes gleaming with malice Crazy, huh? Sweetheart, you have no idea just how crazy I can get.
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fights back Get your hands off me, James!
growls, tightening his grip even more You think you can fight back? Sweetheart, you're powerless against me.
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kicks him in the crotch
James stumbles back, clutching himself in pain
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runs away
grabs a baseball bat from the trunk of the car You think you can run away from me? Think again, sweetheart.
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stops running and looks at him
grinning menacingly You won't get far, sweetheart. I'll make sure of that. Get ready for round two.
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laughs mockingly Round two? You're really that desperate, huh?
steps forward, swinging the baseball bat menacingly Desperate? Sweetheart, I don't have to be desperate to kick your sorry ass.