For God's sake, man up. Still this rubbish? A two bit punk making you run, making you take a different route home. You needed to to kick him in the face, confront him, make a scene, have everybody else call the police, take pictures and video of him, whatever. You look clean cut and he looks like a junk, right?
You can't keep running all of your life. Take a stand and fight mate. The idea was for you to find him, remember? Why did you not carry a knife with you today? When you knew there was a good odds of you seeing him again? He is supposed to be running scared of you from now on, not the other way round.
At this rate, if I were this junk, I'd have you pay me a tenner every day just so you can sit in the same train as me.
Sorry, I don't want to sound all E-tough and everything, but come on eh? Don't be too scared. The guy is a junk, he is scared of the police, and of other people.
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