Shawn Spencer was the guy no one ever wanted to be. He'd had over a hundred different jobs, none steady. He'd bounced from place to place for years, always restlessly looking for something. He wasn't sure what he was looking for. A passion? A place to call home? Somebody to love? Contentment?
Ah, contentment. It was the one thing he had always lacked. Everything in his life was always too boring, too stupid, too tedious for him. He had to be the one to spice it up, to make people laugh.
He hadn't always been this crazy. He used to be normal. Then he realized that normal didn't get you any attention whatsoever. Normal didn't make anyone appreciate you. Didn't make anyone love you.
So he grew bolder. He used his memory to impress people, started doing random things, started flirting, started trying to act cooler than he felt.
And you know what he found out?
Abnormal didn't get you any points either.
Sure, everyone paid attention. They paid attention because they thought he was a freak starved for attention and affection. Which, while true, was hardly the point.
Shawn wanted something lasting and deep and real. Real friends, people who he could depend on, who had his back no matter what. Partners in crime who supported him and loved him unconditionally. He'd never had that.
He was afraid he never would.