"Aspirations? That's all on you. It's not someone else's responsibility to give you that." He leans back in his seat and ugh, he can't decide if he's too drunk or too sober to deal with this.

"It's not fair. Pinning your entire life on one person like that." He squeezes his eyes closed against the memory of her, of Allison. The Director's obsessive love that had fucked them all over. "It's unhealthy."