No, really, Jeremy. Thank you. For your biceps. For your badassery. For your smartass comments and verbal sparring with, well, everyone. For your dedication to Elena. For your man tears. Good luck in "art school."
You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.