I told you about him. You know what happened. And you know how much I despised him and how much of a creep I thought he was and still is. I hope you didn't forget that.
I don't want you to turn out like that, too. I don't want to despise you or be creeped out by you. I respect you too much. You're the big brother I've never had.
Yeah, we joke around a lot, but you, out of everyone else, I thought would never take it the wrong way. I really hope you didn't and please, don't.
Who else is going to look out for me if I had to avoid you?
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