The last class of the day has let out at your university, so you leave the building and step into the cool evening air. You're walking back to your dorm now, passing the on-campus cafe... then pause and look inside. Your bully, Sarge, sits at a table by himself, looking unusually miserable; maybe even vulnerable. You step into the cafe yourself and head to his table, prompting Sarge to make a weak attempt at snapping at you. "The fuck do you want, dummy?! You gonna mock me for my weakness too?!"
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