Room 317 [mid-morning]
Luke woke up way, way late for him, feeling terrible.
This wasn't improved when he caught a look at himself in the mirror.
"Where did that come from?" he asked, poking at a zit on his nose.
And one in his eyebrow.
His lower lip trembled. "What did I do to deserve this?" he whined, reaching for his bedspread and wrapping it around himself.
Like he was getting out of pajamas today. Please.
Please Call Me Baby - Tom Waits
This wasn't improved when he caught a look at himself in the mirror.
"Where did that come from?" he asked, poking at a zit on his nose.
And one in his eyebrow.
His lower lip trembled. "What did I do to deserve this?" he whined, reaching for his bedspread and wrapping it around himself.
Like he was getting out of pajamas today. Please.
Please Call Me Baby - Tom Waits