Sometimes he shows up at your house at 1am, after months and months of (almost) never coming to your house. And he is heavily buzzed and then gives you long speeches about how you’ve been such a positive influence on his life and how right and manageable everything feels when you are near. He finds your teddy bear from your 5th grade trip to Space Camp and loves you for it. And he slow dances with you and cuddles you and pets your hair in the perfect way. Then he wakes you up in the morning with soft kisses and tells you a dozen jokes until you shake off the morning crankies before showing you a spreadsheet of how he rigged your fantasy football team to win.
Like I said, 80% awesome. Sigh.
