...He wasn't a good friend. I know that now. He lied to me constantly and he kept important secrets from me and he never talked to me when he had problems, even if they involved me, even if I asked him.
But at least I was a friend instead of a chore. He didn't look down on me, he treated me like an equal. But that all stopped a while ago, and last night he dropped by uninvited to tell me to be his friend again even though he hadn't listened to a single reason why I left, and he wouldn't get the hell out when I told him to, and I'm just-- [he glances away, angry and upset and frustrated and -- he doesn't even know. he doesn't understand Axel at all]