‘We embraced, and since then we are mortal enemies.’
~ Asmodeus in Alain René Lesage’s Le Diable boiteux
It may hold as a general pattern for demons or lovers. The relationships of boys, however, move in an opposite direction. In sixth grade, it was only after Eddie and I had got our fisticuffs out of the way that we found the timid mutual respect permitting friendship. Maybe Fight Club got it right: maybe adult men find it hard to make friends because they’re less inclined to punch each other in the face.