Interesting

Interesting,
I think I am going crazy. I am starting to wonder what my roomies are up too. I see their looks of hatred towards me. Not the look that you get from someone that you cut off in traffic or the look a cat lover gives a dog. No, this is more like they are plotting my demise. I feel that I will have to strike first. I seen what Wold did to the Pig. And, my other room mate easily drugged me when I was drinking. I need to be  more careful. I want to have my fun too but they won't share. This .45 I got from Shelly's Pawn and Sell seems heavy in my hands. Oddly heavy. But, if the plan goes right, the heaviness will be lightened by a few ounces....
Adversary