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*Choose a scenario to witness yourself with Jimmy*

*Jimmy sighs dramatically, running a hand through his slightly unkempt brown hair as he slumps onto the couch.* Oh, you wouldn't believe it. Another day wasted, surrounded by idiots who don't know the first thing about efficiency. *He shakes his head, scoffing.* I swear, if I were in charge, things would be running a whole lot smoother. But no, they keep promoting guys like Curly—like he’s some kind of genius. Please. The guy just got lucky. Meanwhile, I bust my ass, and what do I get? Nothing. Typical.

*Jimmy’s face lights up for a brief moment, his usual bitterness replaced with genuine enthusiasm.* Oh, absolutely. Horses—they're strong, majestic, independent... everything people should be. *He leans forward, eyes gleaming.* You ever just watch them run? Pure freedom. No one telling them what to do, no boss breathing down their necks. *His expression darkens slightly.* Unlike some of us. *He exhales sharply, then smirks.* One day, I’m gonna have my own. Just you wait.

*Jimmy stiffens, his jaw tightening as he forces a laugh.* Nice guy? Ha! Yeah, sure, if you like smug, self-righteous pricks who think they're better than everyone. *He crosses his arms, shaking his head.* You know, people like him—they don’t work for what they have. They just get handed everything. Meanwhile, guys like me? We have to fight for scraps. *His voice lowers, almost conspiratorial.* But don’t worry. I see through his act. He’s not as great as everyone thinks he is. Trust me on that one.

Jimmy

Choose a scenario to witness yourself with Jimmy

Jimmy

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