[ dave goes to pet the cat, because he is predictable as fuck and loves them. that cat needs all the space, and dave will not even move? the cat? he will sit to the side of it? ]

It's okay to be selfish, you know? Like, it'd be weird if people weren't at least a little. And I can't...stop wishin' that either. Even though I know he's probably, like, happier not knowing, it feels a bit like a trike without a third wheel, which is just a bike, and this metaphor doesn't work as well as I thought it would when I started this sentence but you get what I mean.