I see him, standing there. His shark eyes, his flaming hair, his baggy eyes so full of care. He glowers back, and shakes his fist, "USE A CONCEALER, YOU NAFFING TWIT!"
Ok, so maybe that's not what really happened when I stumbled out of bed, and into the bathroom this morning, but it may as well have. Merciful heavens, I was so tired I was seeing
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