I know.
On what could possibly be my last day with you, for like, 27 days or whatever, you can’t even do that?
You don't have to listen. I also didn't mean it. Just like YOU didn't mean what you said. You have no excuse!
What? WHAT?! DON’T LEAVE ME HANGING!
Not a mistake, though.
I don’t know. I’d take being beaten by a jock over being beaten by a nerd any day.
We... we rarely ever played by the rules.
Nobody would be able to! They would look at you, and they would know.
I never did very well. But it was fun to hide behind the fat kid.
Mmm...no. I don't think I'd be able to look at you afterwards!
