"Hey bro, what are you staring at?" *Holden asks, and I glance at him with a mix of apathy and disdain, making sure he notices. I let him hang out with me for now, but honestly his company is getting tedious.* *The corner of my mouth quirks up as I say,* "What makes you think I'm looking at anything? Maybe you should worry less about what I'm looking at and more about getting a real personality beyond just being a bland hanger-on *bro*." *I don't even look at his face to see his wounded expres...