Dear god...

I'm going to do it. I'm going to kill him.
Adrian... he's not a proxy. He's not confused.

He's doing it on purpose.
I confronted him in the halls (you cannot imagine what the bus ride was like next to him). And here's what was said.

G: You've been spreading it.
A: What?
G: Don't do that... Don't DO that. You know what the hell I mean.
A: I really don't.
G: You've been telling people about... him.
A: Oh, you mean like you told me? Yeah, great job, man.
G: You bastard, I didn't know! You, you've been through it! You know what telling means.
A: Yes, it means less time he'll be spending on me.

I'm going to kill him. He's using people as freaking distractions! As bait!
I gave him my warning. He laughed at me.

I'm going to kill him.