Book: What if it's us?

We end the song in two voices - one clearly cleaner and more confident than the other. But I don't care. He is the only audience whose opinion interests me.

In fact, I remember Arthur smiling broadly at dinner - thinking no one was seeing - and I just want to make him smile as much as possible.

Strange, but trusting Arthur is easier for me than people I have known for years. Dylan, Hudson, Harriet. To your own parents. And it's not that I risk less with Arthur - since I'm not sure if he will stay in my life. On the contrary: I expect that our acquaintance will last a very long time, and therefore it is important for me that he sees the real me as soon as possible.

But she was pretty hot for a cartoon. You know, it's like Bugs Bunny or Puss in Boots. You look at them and you just understand that they should be nothing in bed.

However, perhaps this is how the relationship works: it starts from scratch, and in the end turns everything for you.

Translation: I'm great.

Dylan's words stubbornly do not go out of my head. And then in memory comes hudson's reproach, thrown at parting: that I have too high expectations, and it would be necessary to measure the requirements for the candidate. I never realized what was wrong with that. Why can't I want a boyfriend who will appreciate me? Who will stay with me for a long time?