Responsibility

Responsibility.

So this is being adult? The sour stench of vomit as he holds his friend's hair back, fighting his own urge to retch? The cigarette smoke itching his nose as he walks through the apartment, picking the lit-up cigarettes so they won't start the fire? The dust choking him and the exhaustion washing over him when he tries to revise for the exam? The surprising heaviness of her body and her hair tickling his cheeks when he rides the taxi with her to make sure she gets home safely after the date?

He isn't sure he likes the responsibility.