Lake:

I couldn't see myself, but I could tell that my eyes had turned bloodshot red. I could feel the burning flames of my rage scorch my eyelids, I could taste bile at the tip of my tongue, already smell the blood that would have oozed out of his nose if I could dive my rolled fist into his face, and bury it deep down into his skull in such a way that he would never recover enough to speak such demeaning words about Jojo. I wanted to watch him fly to the other end of the room as I ...