Soaked to the bone, drenched, freezing. Staring up at your window in the dark. I see someone! Is

[zachariah]

Okay, my muscles are writhing in itchy unbearableness. ...is that even a word?! I don't think so.

...

Well it is now! Nyah!

But yeah, I hurt. I'm going to bed. Gotta do laundry sometime this afternoon. Hrmph.