They’re back, and about him. The first two months after I left they were nightly, that is when I was actually able to sleep.
I didn’t bring my animal right away, but the nightmares about JR killing it made me go get him within a few days. I had asked the roommate to keep an eye on him, which he did. I thought JR would put him outside to die. At that point I knew he didn’t have a conscience and was willing to do almost anything to hurt me and mine.
Sick asshole. Stop invading my down time.