A Wil
Wil is like a puppy who will lick your face if you’re nice, but will bite your leg if you’re mean.
Wil stayed up with me for three hours talking about his cat and I didn’t even care about the cat.
He smiled at me when I spilled juice on his shirt, but he made me do push-ups when I laughed.
He cried when I said I didn’t like his hair, but then he bullied me for it.