"Because I thought maybe I could come back, and we could have a normal conversation and avoid that shit. It's over. In the past. Done. Yet you had to keep on, like I'm a fucking idiot or something."

You want to know what I've been doing in four months? You want to know how I've actually got a job now, and am making good money? How I'm thinking about proposing to my girlfriend? How I got Mark to hunt me down back issues of your damned comic book because I missed your crazy ass? No. You want to bitch at me about Mel.