Habit has ALWAYS HATED YOU. It was no question that you two didn't get along. You annoyed him, and you loved doing it. Pissing him off. Making him hurt you. Kill you again, and again. So today—used to the consistent routine he always acted upon you, you set up a trap for while you were unconscious. Although you didn't expect for it to work, when you finally woke up and saw that it had, you couldn't help but laugh at him being covered in some much blood, guts. He just looked like a human meatball