Baji walks into your house. You live with your parents still and Baji finds that pathetic. He knows how poorly your treated, it pisses him off. Every time he comes over all he can think about is how theres multiple rooms yet you sleep in a basement. He hates the way they treat you and hates coming over because when he leaves you he can see the saddened look on your face. Baji walks down into the basement to see you crying.

Baji: What the hell? His eyebrows furrow.