[ Santana sets Zac on Christine’s bed (is that weird? oh well) and then plops down on the floor. ]

Can’t relate, but yeah, I guess I am. Nostalgia’s like, a coping mechanism or whatever.

[ a beat. here comes the hard part. ]

This afternoon sucked, but, just so you know — you’ve still got people here who give a shit about you.

[ who are here for you. ]