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Pleased to Meet You, Hope You Guess My Name

Sometimes I really, really hated my brother. He’d cruise around town instigating little shallow plots between friends, lovers, neighbors. He took pleasure in giving someone a leg up, not because it helped them, but because it’d make the next guy envious.

My brother, Jealousy. Always leaving messes for me to clean up. Neighbor A will notice Neighbor B’s new corvette, and it’ll make him want to one-up him. So Neighbor A seduces Neighbor B’s wife (not like she didn’t have it in mind already, thanks to Brother J). Suddenly Neighbor B is suspicious and jealous as well. And wouldn’t you know it, things escalate….

It’s funny, really… My brother only has to plant the seeds. These humans have an innate knack for inciting their own jealousy after a while. They don’t even need him. But he still stands by, just to watch the chaos.

Sometimes it’s too much, and I get called in. Neighbor B just bought a hunting rifle.

Now it’s my turn to step in.

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