Tammy Thompson. I wanted her to look at me. But… she couldn’t pull her eyes away from you and your stupid hair. And I didn’t understand, because you would get bagel crumbs all over the floor. And you asked dumb questions. And you were a douchebag! And you didn’t even like her! And I would go home and just scream into my pillow.
“Did you just talk about yourself in the third person? Did he just call himself daddy?”