[He huffs slightly, crossing his arms over his chest as he picks out things from their fight to complain about.]

And... and he started to turn ewerythin' I said against me, ewen when I was makin' some pretty fuckin' walid things. Not to mention he kept on sayin' that I'm some entitled brat who wouldn't accept anythin' that wasn't handed to me on some fuckin' silwer platter. Like, wow, really?!