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“You found me. Thank god, because I’ve hardly spoken to anyone tonight.” “Really?” he said. “No. I’m sick of people.” “Am I people?” “You sure look like one.”
“Uh, y-yes, he’s here. In the yard, actually, flying his drone. He—he does that a lot.” “Better than meth.”
“Jet, you can’t call babies boring.” “Babies are boring, and people who’ve just had babies are even more boring.”
“But,” she said, “what’s the point in doing it, if it’s not to achieve something big?” “Maybe there is no point.” Jet felt a flash of annoyance warm up her neck, sitting straighter with it. “But there has to be a point. Otherwise you’re just wasting your time.” Billy shrugged. “Is it a waste of time if I love every minute?” Jet chewed her lip, studied his face. “Yes, Billy. You’ve literally just described a waste of time.”
“What’s wrong with him?” she asked. “He’s teething.” “Well, can you turn him down?”
Just two away from being classified a giant aneurysm.” “Well, that’s good, I guess.” Jet sniffed. “At least it’s a high-achieving aneurysm.”
I think life is about finding your person, your one person.”
“You can love something without needing it to love you back.”