Yeah, okay. I'll admit that whenever I'm mad or depressed I find Near and beat up on him. It's just so fun! He takes it, and I know he's too stuck up to tell
anyone. Lately though it just makes me madder. Yeah I can beat him up of course, and he lets me do it, but that's the problem. I like it when they scream or cry
or run. Maybe I even like it when they fight back. But that stupid kid just goes limp and lets me punch and push and slap him. I even break the shit he leaves
lying around on his floor, ripping up cards, plowing through domino castles, and crushing those stupid ass robots. He just waits, staring at me blankly and
waiting for my unreasonable rage to subdue. It's stopped being funny or enjoyable. Now it's just a force of habit. Whatever. I can't just stop now. Near will
notice.
