“One day a few months back my little sister came home from school balling. I asked her what was up and she said this guy she’d been crushing on who’d been flirting with her non-stop suddenly stopped Snapping her back and refused to acknowledge her in the hallway—like it was nbd. I wanted to kill the bastard, but I also had to admit to myself that I’d done the same thing dozens of times over. My sister’s the reason I don’t do that shit anymore.”