( this is why he hates kyle, isn't it. he should have remembered that it was because they're both, occasionally, the same kind of asshole. coffee down on the table, and he's pinching his nose between his thumb and index finger. takes a breath and on the exhale, loses the smarmy grin. )

'm so tired, of all of this. I find something, somewhere, finally settle into it and everything goes to shit. I liked where I was and chances of me getting back are null. There's a dumber, younger me going 'round here doing stupid shit and I could go an' try to kick him down but he's already fucked over my ability to use my own face an' now I get why J was such an asshat about everything.