Baloney again.
He knows that I do not like him. I know he knows.
In the place where i work, nothing can be too serious. We won't fight with fist.
Baloney complains about me to his colleague, who is my friend.
My friend told me about it.
Baloney told my colleague that I am crazy.
I told that same colleague that he is crazy too.
So we are equal now.
Whenever he is around me, I treat him as a transparent glass.
My ear is close to his voice.
He is still young and I am more matured. He is too young to understand what he is doing. So maybe I should forgive this little boy, try to be good to him.
MAYBE I WON'T.....
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