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It's official: Gerald Tollido is a prick. 

The way his eyes raked my body like I was a piece of meat he couldn't wait to devour made my skin crawl. It took everything in me to not punch the living daylights out of him (it'd hurt like a bitch if I did. My punches aren't the best) but I'd get the satisfaction of knowing I hit the guy who objectified me.

Luckily, Jason did the punching for me. He hit him square on the jaw and had blood oozing out of him faster than he could scream. I didn't expect that punch, it literally came out of nowhere and I was surprised. Gerald deserved it but still, I was shocked.

And happy and giddy.