Do you ever stop having the energy to be a person? That's me. Also, my fingers are twitching.
If someone was to look in Reese's mind, they would know it was divided equally into two parts. Not like a normal brain, because obviously "normal" and "brain" in reference to Reese didn't logically make any sense, but two parts because Reese only ever thought about two things. The first was all the ways in which he could make everyone else's life a living hell.
And the second was Malcolm.
Yes, his brother Malcolm. Reese looooooooved him, with each "o" in that making the love farther and farther away from anything brotherly. There was nothing brotherly about this. It was entirely romantic. And sexual. Mostly sexual.