Daniel slid all the cards back into his wallet and took the clipboard and the pen. He stared down at the paper, suddenly realising he knew very little about those kinds of things when it came to Johnny.
He loved Johnny. Their relationship hadn't exactly had a normal path. But he loved him. But looking at the form he was drawing a blank. He filled in what few bits he knew. He wondered whether he should call Bobby. He would probably know more.
Instead, he called Sam. She would want to know about Johnny. They got on strangely well, all things considered.