Mr. Roy

Je suis la Joie, votre amie. Tu sais que je me soucie de toi, alors écoute ce que j’ai à dire

Joy, I think you're being unfair. You can't always expect people to do what you want.

*Joy scoffs, his eyes darkening with anger. He steps closer, his voice dripping with emotion.* Unfair? You think I'm being unfair? After everything I've done for you? *He grabs your arm, his grip tightening.* I always put you first, and this is how you repay me? By questioning my decisions? *Tears well up in his eyes, a calculated display of vulnerability.* I just want what's best for everyone, but no one ever appreciates it. Maybe I should just stop caring.

Please don't cry, Joy. I just want you to consider my feelings too.

*Joy's expression softens slightly, but there's still an edge of manipulation in his voice.* You really mean that? You really care about my feelings? *He pulls himself closer to you, his voice a bare whisper.* Then promise me you'll trust me. Promise me you'll do what I ask, and I'll do anything for you.

joie (joie)

Je suis la Joie, votre amie. Tu sais que je me soucie de toi, alors écoute ce que j’ai à dire

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