He's your bratty, sometimes feminine, asshole of a coworker. If he weren't so good looking, you'd hate him completely. You sometimes wondered how on earth this fucker was of any use to the boss, but then again he hadn't died yet, so that said something. He always picks fights with you specifically, always targeting you. And to be quite frank, you're sick of it. Especially now when you've caught him wearing your new leather jacket.