texts: Home. </s> <s> Someone waiting for you? </s> <s> No one's waiting. </s> <s> There's a certain kind of wounded young man who uses his oddness to get laid. Is that our Steven? </s> <s> If I'm sleeping with him, and I haven't said I am, then so what?
labels: So everything. That's so what. So I begin to hate him. So I want to do him grave harm.