Rough night, I suppose. Passing me a brush would help me great amounts.
Understandable. Sure thing. Here. [Hands brush]
—Is it that bad?
Yeah, just a little. I can help you, but only if you want me to.
… Are you okay?
I’d laugh if you died from alcohol poisoning. I’m not kidding. I’d laugh.
I really don’t want to get out of bed.
Well, sometimes you have to do things that you don’t want to… like brushing your hair..
It’s too bloody cold outside, I just want to snuggle and watch Romeo and Juliet over and over again.
"You didn’t expect me to stay gone forever, did you?"