Having known David for just a year, I quickly realized his constant warmth reflected in his ever-present smile. A cherished memory unfolded at their local pub, where David, in his customary style, tucked into a jacket potato with cheese. Meanwhile, enjoying my coffee accompanied by a Biscoff biscuit, I discovered David napping. The moment I unwrapped the biscuit, he stirred awake, extending his hand with a clear desire. It brought a chuckle as I gladly passed him my biscuit, and his joy was unmistakable. Rest peacefully, David. x