He chased me to a literal end of the Earth, a cliff overlooking the ocean, the westmost point of the continent.
As I stood with my back to the sheer drop, he slowly approached me, murder in his eyes.
"Why? Why are you doing this to me? What did I ever do to you?"
He snorted.
"A year ago now, in the capital, you were heading into the Tax Office building, I held the door for you, and you didn't say thank you!"
I stared at him until he laughed.
"Just kidding! There's no reason, actually."
That was somehow worse.
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