I open my eyes and narrow them playfully at her, suppressing a smirk, "Play nice, Jacks. It's been months since we were last in the same room together. Can't we just make the most of it?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
/I think, today,/ he thought back, /the important fact is that I don't/ need /to be better than him. He can just be a person. And I... I can just be one too./ — Adolin (Wind and Truth by Brandon Sanderson)