Andrew was in a cramped, dim little world mixed of denial and plain stupidity."You-you don't suppose he actually finds that slutty Slayer attractive, do you? I mean, she does guys she hates, right? So how could she not want a man like Warren--hypothetically speaking, of course."
Jonathan sat and awaited paperwork that was long in coming. The robbery had been thwarted, after all. They were harmless in the eyes of the police, and therefore no priority to process.
"I can't feel any lower."
Then he heard the officers in a frenzy.
"There's been a multiple shooting. One female victim wounded, one dead. Address in question is..."
The Slayer's place. Damn Warren if he wasn't already. Why? What was the point, now? Not that there ever had been a point, he realized anew.
"Good. I hope--I hope Warren got em' all."
Jonathan let Andrew slip back while he considered anew every wrong turn he'd taken.
"We were trying to take over the world. Warren wanted to hit on girls and beat up jocks. All in all, I'd rather have beaten up the jocks, given the orbs to the Slayer, and left town. But Warren would tell me 'Wait, Little Man--I'm not so sure that's an idea...' How the hell did I get to be the nerd among nerds?"
By not asking questions or showing spine, he knew. While Andrew still babbled, Jonathan prayed.
*God, I know I completely don't deserve it. But if you could show me that somewhere is a bigger loser than me, I'll do ten times whatever I have to to make up for what I did.*
CNN was playing, and his attention drifted to that.
"The 21-year old has confessed to planting pipe bombs across the Midwest in an effort to quote "Spread his message. Well, that message is likely to be lost due to his own actions..."
Jonathan asked to be escorted to the bathroom, having been given his sign. He stopped at the desk, however.
"Look, just ignore my friend over there. He doesn't mean to spew that anti-police stuff. He especially didn't mean the P-word. Just--go easy on him, alright, sir?"
Andrew awoke from his monologue to see a room full of cops glaring at him.
"What are you all staring at?!"