RHYME!
[Rustling as he shoots out of his seat somewhere in the apartment, looking around and around and maybe sobbing a little because, damn, did he really have doze off like that?]
This ain't- this ain't right! Who said y'could mess wit'me 'bout that kinda thing, huh? Huh?
[He's probably gonna walk around until he finds her, now, and makes sure
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