Maybe I die. Skydiving explosion. And then you go and marry Max. And it makes me sad. But if she’s gonna be with somebody, I’d like it to be you.
Strange, but sweet.
Only, I didn’t really die. I was faking it. And I come back. I spy on you from my red Corvette. And I’m planning to kick your ass, but I see how happy you make her. And I have to walk away. I have to. And I do. Slowly. In a rainstorm.
Okay, this isn’t really in the spirit of what we’re trying to do…
But as time goes by it eats away at me. You’re out living it up with my girlfriend. And I’m alone, in a cave. Training.
Anyone else want to chime in?
I thought you were my friend… I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND!