Just like he lets his mom struggle with the luggage on the way to the room,
Ya know, he only needs one hand with that camera, he could have taken his Mom's wheeled bag and rolled it for her.
Unfortunately, the Dwarf is incapable of having thoughts about anything for anyone other than himself.
He is always #1. And, it's not so much that, it's that there really is no #2, it's ALL about Kylie. Even when he is with, or talks about C aSey, it is never about her, it's just about how she can orbit around his Shining Star.
When he elbowed his way to the best seats at the Hoop De Doo, (That Mom paid for), it wasn't so he could stick the parents in the
crappy seats, rather, he didn't even give it a passing thought. What Kylie gets is not the important thing to him, it REALLY is the ONLY thing.
When he has guests at his more luxury house and doesn't have any kind of food, breakfast for them, it's not that he's being incredibly inconsiderate, it just doesn't register in his damaged brain pan that someone other than him might need something.
When he needs snacks and beers to watch the game, he doesn't care who's getting them. To him, whoever is orbiting his Star needs to cater to him.
When he goes out with other people, forgetting his wallet isn't even a concern,
whoever is with him will cover him.
As long as he's happy sitting on a bath towel to eat that's all that counts. Nobody else matters.
Pushing people out of the way to get a free glass of cheap champagne is something that there's not a second of thought over. Those people don't even exist, they are just furniture that got in the way.
Filming on rides when it's not allowed is not even a concern, he's Kylie, the Prince of Disney. It's not that he's intentionally breaking the rules, there are no rules for him.
Now his friends have all left him, there will be no more Disney invites, if this friend-girl weren't an emotionally stunted backwards schoolgirl, he'd truly be alone.
The future is not looking bright for this brain damaged Dwarf.