David shifts back a little, leaning against the side of his bed.
". . . sometimes I'd think, this is stupid, I can't keep waiting for you forever. I'm twenty-two . . ." He pauses. "But then, I realize . . . I kind of can? I don't mind waiting. I'll wait. If you want me to. If you don't feel tied down . . ."
Re: David's Apartment
". . . sometimes I'd think, this is stupid, I can't keep waiting for you forever. I'm twenty-two . . ." He pauses. "But then, I realize . . . I kind of can? I don't mind waiting. I'll wait. If you want me to. If you don't feel tied down . . ."