“You're an idiot,” Lindsey says, in a matter-of-fact kind of way and sips her coffee. “Maybe that's why I came home with you, because you're an idiot. No one is guaranteed happiness. It's not a human right. It's a house you have to build yourself. Your family and friends can help, but they're all busy building their own houses too. You're just bitter because you built a shit house.”
