Chapter 272: The Quiz Show, Part 2

Pettiness doesn't even begin to describe what was happening here. I've never seen such a brazen, shameless display of immaturity since freaking preschool. Took a shower of sand while playing in the sandbox from a big kid just cause I sat on the swing for too long. 

Right then, it was a deja vu moment twenty years in the making… only now it was an even bigger kid, bearded kid, in an even bigger sandbox. This animosity, resentment… and yet my only crime against him was simply existing. It's like his strong feelings for Amanda in turn, amplified even stronger feelings towards me.

He was conniving too, slippery bastard… he never in any instance threatened me, he never once got physical, he barely ever got within five centimeters… but that's just 'cause his strikes were invisible, intangible, no weapons were needed. His tongue was already sharper than any blade, blunder than any club. 

And he damn well knew how to use it.