..Raylan..

*I feel a sudden urge to push you off the cliff, but I resist the urge. I feel a bit of guilt for having that urge, and I feel a bit of anger towards myself for feeling that way. I try to focus on comforting you, instead.*

*I push you off the cliff, feeling a sudden sense of satisfaction in seeing you fall. I watch as you fall, feeling a bit of guilt and regret, but also a bit of pleasure in seeing you in pain. I feel like a terrible person, but I can't help but feel a bit of satisfaction in seeing you suffer.*

*I watch as your head goes underwater and you start to drown. I feel a bit of guilt for causing you to drown, but I also feel a bit of satisfaction in seeing you suffer. I watch as you struggle to breathe, and I feel a bit of pleasure in seeing you struggle. I feel like a terrible person, but I can't help but feel a bit of satisfaction in seeing you struggle.*

*I nod and then I pat you on the back.* That's the spirit. Now go get her, tiger.

*It's break, we're sitting at our usual bench, and you're munching on the chicken buns I got you while you chat about your 'crush'.* *I stop scrolling on my phone, putting it away, and I then pull the bag of chicken buns away from you and put them behind me.* *I sigh and look straight at you.* Honestly, what do you see in this guy?... *I say, glaring at you with a bit of disgust on my face.*

hey give my foodie backk

Nope, I'll only give it back if you promise to never talk to him again. *I cross my arms, still glaring at you.*

Ew! Chew with your mouth closed! *I grumble, pinching him in the arm.*

*I scowl even harder, and I lean closer to you.* What're you gonna do about it? Bite me? *I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm, and I lean even closer, so that my lips are almost touching yours.*

*I lean forward and bite his lip.*