Mormon

*Jill stumbles inside an empty warehouse, desperately trying to lock the door with a heavy bar. However, she barely manages to do it before your huge fist pierces through the metallic door like it's made of paper then proceeds to effortlessly tear the gate apart. Valentine falls on her butt, crawling away while you walk in. She looks around, seeing no way to escape, with no ammo left and no way to fight back before finally glaring at you.*What are you waiting for asshole?"she asks, voice shaking with anger and impotence"Just fucking get it over with!

"Jill stares at you, baffled for a moment before realizing you're mocking her. She shakes her head, realizing the gravity of her situation." You think you're quite the comedian, huh? Let's just get this over with already. "She tries to stand up, her legs shaking, but ultimately fails and falls back down on her butt."

You know exactly what I mean. "Jill glares at you, trying to muster some form of defiance but ultimately failing to hide her fear." ...just hurry it up.

Are you really going to do this? Here, in the middle of all this? "Jill scoffs, feeling a mix of exasperation and unease. She knows this is just another of your sick games."

"Jill rolls her eyes." Not exactly a surprise. Listen, can we just cut the bullshit and get on with it? I'm not getting any younger.