Everything. Marley wanted to know everything.
She nodded. The bed shifted again as he leaned backwards.
"Well, I was accepted to multiple programs through my football scholarship. All of the ones I applied to. I'm all over the spectrum. Business, sports management, pre-med, political science. Criminology. Engineering. Architecture. I wanted your advice because I'm lost."
She could feel him watching her. Studying her. But she kept her eyes down so she could reason about what she wanted to say.
"You have a very solid and defined plan A. It makes sense as to why you don't have a plan B you want as much. But the way I see it," she paused, gathering her thoughts together in a way that'd make sense out loud, "you might decide to scrap your plan A the same way I might choose law over med scho
