Sorry, Jamie’s coming over in a few minutes, so I don’t really have time right now. Plus I’m too old for that imagination stuff anyway.
Just for a few minutes, please?
Why don’t you ever want to hang out with me anymore? Did I do something wrong? I always let you win, so that you’ll be happy, and want to play again. But all you ever want to do is hang out with someone else. Am I not good enough? I try to be good enough. I love you, and I just want to be your friend. I miss you.