#kenxdavis

Davis is sitting at home, right?” The voice pointed a finger into the distance. “Who is he waiting for? Is he waiting for the old you - the boy from his memories - or the young man for whom he agreed to change? From what you told me, Davis wanted to jump back into your life the second he saw you. He isn’t here. He isn’t at your apartment. He isn’t sitting outside, waiting to take you home. So I’ll ask you again. Where is Davis now? And who do you think he’s waiting for?”