"I love you,"
He's my best friend. He might be an obsessive, changeable and downright terrifying psychopath, but he's my best friend. Contrary to common belief, he can actually be really nice. Underneath the tough, generally-homicidal exterior, there is an amiable man... somewhere. To prove this point, I would like to tell you a story, my story, Jim's story. Our story of how we got where we are now: me sat in our kitchen with a cup of green tea, waiting for Jim to text me and tell me how the Fall went.
"I love you," - his last words to me - "I love you."
