He sighs and accepts the glass. The gloom that he's been carrying around for the past six months starts weighing down on him, and he decides to get it over with.
"You probably want to ask me about Brainstorm, right? I've got nothing to tell you besides that he isn't as awful a person as people sometimes think he is. I've known him for most of my life and I know..."
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"You probably want to ask me about Brainstorm, right? I've got nothing to tell you besides that he isn't as awful a person as people sometimes think he is. I've known him for most of my life and I know..."