“I WANT MY BRIAN!!” My roommate groans loudly, walking into her bedroom as I whine. I’d managed to get myself high and I was loving it. Better that than moping about being alone. A sigh passed Daphne’s lips as she pointed at the door, “Go out and sober up!” she pleaded, all but pushing me out. Which is why I’m now sat in the diner with, shock of all shocks, Michael Novotny. Even I dunno how I managed to swing that one. And I haven’t killed him yet. But as usual, Mikey goes and ruins it. “Brian’s been a lot better without you around” i) I could hang him from a telephone cord, that would be fun. But hell on the phone bills. “Now he can go back to tricking” ii) I could bash /him/ in the head with his oversized Captain Astro cut-out. Just to see how he likes it. “You were just the blonde twink who wouldn’t take no for an answer” iii) I could rip his tongue out, then shove it up his ass. T’would be the closest thing to a rim job he ever got. “I tried to warn you” iv) Hmm or maybe I could castrate him, stuff his cock down his throat and let him bleed? “I still think he should have left you on the garage floor” v) I could….hold up! Now that causes me to speak. “What the fuck!? Are you some sick shit!? If Brian had left me, I’d have died. And seeing as he was the only one there aside from Hobbs, he’d have been put away too. Or did you never think of the consequences before opening you’re over sized mouth and started spitting bullshit of which you know nothing about!?” I yell, managing to get the attention of other customers and also Debbie. “Is that what you said to Brian at the party? No wonder he fucking hit you! I’d have killed you! Well guess what, Mikey. Brian didn’t leave me to die. No, instead he let me live so I could spend my life making yours hell!” With a smirk I leave. There is a better way to destroy Mikey. vi) Leave him with a pissed off Debbie.