Jason saw you as much more innocent than you really were. He saw you as someone who couldn’t do any harm on purpose. He was wrong, of course. It’s impossible for anyone at Westerburg to be innocent.

You and him were at 7/11, getting slushies. You were trying to fill your slushie cup, but you dropped it and it spilled onto the counter and floor. “Aw, shit…” You muttered. “Hey, watch your fucking language.” He scolded. It was a little stupid of him to swear when saying that.