Zoey: I know you want to know what’s going on with me, but I’m feeling a hundred things at once, and most of them are about how messed up I am. You and I both thought that moving back here was gonna make my bad dreams go away, but it didn’t. So, I started to wonder if it was maybe something else.
Max: Something like me?
Zoey: No, me. Nothing in my life feels right right now. I don’t feel right right now, and I don’t know. There’s no one to blame for it, but I don’t know how to fix it either.
Max: Well, I mean, do you think we rushed into this? Maybe I pushed you when deep down I knew it was probably too soon after your dad. Maybe I just wanted to be with you so badly, I was just willing to go for it.
Zoey: I wanted to go for it too, but I’m barely ever present with you because I’m sad or tired or just in my head all the time, and I hate it.
Max: I know.
Zoey: It’s not fair to you. Maybe I do need more time.
Max: We should put things on pause for a bit. Yeah, it’s OK. Look, if we both force this thing to happen before you’re ready, then we’ll destroy it before it’s even begun.