remy
"You're a lousy friend," I told him, glaring at his smug, awful face. He only smiled at me. He felt no regret or guilt about any of this. I turned to face him properly, and poked him in the chest. "Lousy, lousy, lousy! Why don't you apologize! How dare you do this to me!" I yelled, and at that point he began to look quite frightened.
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