I'm running on fumes here. Totally out of steam. Nothing's left.
345 words to go.
Ironically, I really like the last sentence I wrote: "Sunlight is streaming in through the slats of the horizontal blinds, striping the room in blinding headache and blessed shadow."
"Heard you was dead, there, Bastard." "Yeah, I get that a lot."
Recurring jokes. Not even good recurring jokes. Recurring jokes I got from a substandard sequel to a franchise that should have left it off at the second film.