R's current approach is to combine sweetness and visible desperation to guilt me into hanging out. About 3% of me feels shitty about this.

R was leaving the kitchen right when I was entering it, so he turned around to pick up a bowl on the table and then put it back down again.

R came out of his room to"throw out a tissue" at the exact moment I entered the kitchen. He stopped doing this for a while but is back at it

R keeps contriving schemes to remain friends with me. I put up with his shit longer than anyone else did and he refuses to accept it's over.

A friend just gave me some wacky Finnish folk music from the 80's, and R has already listened to it 108 times.

"By the way, have you ever heard of a band called CAN?" Dude, stop it already.

R has been trying to impress me by listening to the same music he's heard coming from my room. Come on, I know you don't like Phil Collins.

Later he nonchalantly tried to enter my room to hang out with me. It's like he thinks people forget how much of a jackass he always is.

R knows I've never had a printer but ran upstairs in a panic to ask me if I had one, then dropped some F-bombs and ran back downstairs.

It's been 3.5 weeks of almost no contact with R- longest span ever. But yesterday he tried to ask me to watch a movie with him. What? No!