“He's a wallflower.”

“He's a wallflower. You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.”

“He's a wallflower." And Bob nodded his head. And the whole room nodded their head. And i started to feel nervous in the Bob way, but Patrick didn't let me get too nervous. He sat down next to me."You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.”

“Then, Patrick pointed at me, and said something to Bob. "He's something, isn't he?" Bob nodded his head. Patrick then said something I don't think I'll ever forget."Hes a wallflower."And Bob really nodded his head. And the whole room nodded their head. And I started to feel nervous in the Bob way, but Patrick didn't let me get too nervous. He sat down next to me. "You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.”

“I hope it's the kind of second side that he can listen to whenever he drives alone and feel like he belongs to something whenever he's sad. I hope it can be that for him.”

“And I could feel what he felt on the night when he realize that if he didn't leave, it would never be his life. It would be theirs.”

“He realized that if he didn't leave, it would never be his life. It would be theirs.”