This conversation wasn’t going to get any easier. I didn’t even know what I wanted to say. “Listen, I know we have a decade—decades really—of hate between us, and I think you might hate me half the time, but I’m kind of falling for your friends. Sometimes I think I’m falling for you too. I think I’m just fucked in the head. I don’t know, but I do know that my father is spying on you and going to fuck you over. Just thought you should know.”
