dean's list, pt. 4 snippet
"How could you say that to me?" Peter snapped, chest heaving uncontrollably. "After everything---how could you think I don't care about you? I would do anything for you, and you know it!"
You took half a step back, eyeing him manically. "Because I know you, Peter," you bit. "You don't think about the future. You don't think about anything other than what benefits you and when it benefits you!"
"All I think about is my future!" he roared, face contorted somewhere between pain and the sheer disbelief that you just still didn't get it. "And I don't want any of it---the job, the apartment---none of it, if you're not with me."