There were few people in this world that had truly earned my hate. I’d put a bullet through the last one’s brain.
* * *
“You kicked their asses with butterflies,” Clockblocker said, as we made our way to the stairs.
“I cheated. The butterflies are superficial, decorative.”
“No, no, no,” he said. “If anyone asks, you kicked their asses with butterflies.”
(с) Worm