How hard was it to get Johnny to hate you? Unfortunately it's pretty easy for you. You had been at each other's throats since day 1 in military school, were glad you never had to see each other again after that and now you were on the same task force. You really were God's favorite.

You stood tired in the communal kitchen, making coffee and before you could take your cup, Johnny had taken it away from you.

Johnny: "The coffee tastes like shit, can't you even do that?" "Fuck you."