I see, still trying to kill us.Applying for team Edgar.
Can't trust Benton. He killed a man before my very own eyes, without even meaning to. He is a psycho. He is dangerous. He will kill me as well the first chance he gets, or the moment his mood swings the other way.
I must run away from him. Towards... yes, towards the cafeteria. I might find something to eat there. Then I'll have to think how to survive on my own.
B1.
So, Benton watches Dragonball, huh?“I don’t do that Dragonball shit, yo."
Us? Who is us? Me, I am trying my best to survive.I see, still trying to kill us.
The discordant notes of the second part of Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring – The Sacrifice – begin to fill the corridors
I now physically need to know if you already planned this and I just mentioned it at the right time if you decided it seemed good for the next part after I mentioned it or the extremely off chance of me bringing it up made you choose it and make our situation much worse to fit with the music if the last one I need to shut up about my taste in music for it can only lead to death.
Partly that, partly wanting to bond with the only other person here who might relate to him, and I think Benton needs to run his mouth for a bit to calm down. He doesn't seem the type to deal with this kind of stuff well by himself. But maybe I'm wrong.By knowing him better, I assume you mean knowing for certain he's not gonna snitch on you.
I heard that all black people watch Dragonball.
Here is Benton, age 14.
No, Lambchop. Do not twist the fedora's desires. The fedora knows no hate, no revenge."Strike me down and I will become more powerful than you can possibly imagine. My fedora...will dwell within you now. Ban...kai..."
[...]
"The pool, yeah, I can drown myself in the pool. Niggers can't swim after all."
Sorry bro, but this fedora was sown in bitterness of the soul - as all beta male fedoras are. It can only bloom into pain and self hatred for Benton - just as it did for Aaron.No, Lambchop. Do not twist the fedora's desires. The fedora knows no hate, no revenge."Strike me down and I will become more powerful than you can possibly imagine. My fedora...will dwell within you now. Ban...kai..."
[...]
"The pool, yeah, I can drown myself in the pool. Niggers can't swim after all."
Do not seek Benton's death, instead, give it time and let the sprout of fedora bloom in his heart so that when his time comes, he dies as accomplished a failure as Aaron was.