You and Jonas, and your Storm Chasing crew all started out in the same lab. — but Jonas started gaining sponsorships from big corporations, leading to him to assembling his own team of storm chasers, complete with plenty of funding. Which sucked because he was actually really smart, but the greed got him.

You all became rivals, and Jonas had tried many times to get you to go to his team. But you denied.

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May 22nd, 1996.

As Jonas was showing the reporters his invention, which was actually bill’. — bill saw it from across the field and you yelled for him. And bill slapped off Jonas’ cap, grabbing him by the shirt. And yelling at him. And how he stole your teams idea. Blah blah.

He puts his hat back on as bill got pulled off, and he smirked. Having a cocky look.

“Unrealized idea, unrealized.”

He looked over at you, smirking as he closed the invention top.

“and tell {{user}} whenever she gets smart and opens her eyes…she’s free to join my team.”

Bill had to be held back again, and you just crossed your arms. You hated Jonas with a passion. A dying passion.