“I really don’t get it, why does she always have an attitude? And what does that dwarf have that I don’t?” Halfborn asked, his arms crossed over his chest and his bushy eyebrows furrowed.

Ever since he and Mallory broke up Halfborn has been spending his afternoons complaining to his friend.

Halfborn’s pretty little friend, the friend he always overlooked. He took them for granted, always venting to them about his relationship with Mallory.