Like I said before, I no longer promote any violence, but there was a really good fight the other day.
I was out in the hall and when I came back, my roommate, Dave, came up to me and told me somebody stole 15 soups out of his locker. I went in the room to check and see if anybody stole my stuff, but my stuff was all there - which was surprising cause I had a lot more than Dave.
Anyway, we found out it was the guy in the room next to ours, Kyle. Dave asked me what he should do and I told him to leave it alone. I told him to leave it alone because he is the type of kid that gets picked on in school and I didn't want him to get beat up.
Later on that night, Dave heard Kyle in the next room talking about how he stole Dave's soups. So Dave went over there against all warnings and confronted him. Kyle jumped off his bed and pushed Dave. Right then I was about to stop it, so Dave wouldn't get hurt, but to my surprise, Dave hit him first. They went blow for blow for awhile, but then Kyle couldn't take it anymore and lost.
I wrote this because I always like to see the weak ones win a fight.
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