[Sometimes a wife doesn't look perfect and impeccable, Eddie. Sometimes they look ugly and down trodden. Maybe because of their husband! Waylon would almost be thankful for the kindness(?) of him cleaning up his face, but it was Eddie's fault to begin with wasn't it?
Left with a black and white cheery old good times episode of I Love Lucy, Waylon doesn't exactly feel any better once his captor is gone. He'll be back, there's a promise of it in what he says about dinner. Once he's sure the other man is gone he'll struggle, trying to get his arms free, but they're tight, suffocatingly so. It doesn't help that moving hurts, but while that's true he doesn't want to stay here, doesn't want to be locked up by some crazy madman.
He needs to get out, get back to Lisa. The boys. They can't be dead. The fire has to be a lie. Something to break his spirits. As Waylon struggles he listens for Eddie coming back, hopes it will take him a while to make that soup he was talking about. With some struggle, a lot of struggle, wincing in pain and trying not to make any noise, he does at last get one arm freed.]
C'mon...
[Fingers fumble with the straps as he tries to free himself, but it's not easy with just one hand.]
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Left with a black and white cheery old good times episode of I Love Lucy, Waylon doesn't exactly feel any better once his captor is gone. He'll be back, there's a promise of it in what he says about dinner. Once he's sure the other man is gone he'll struggle, trying to get his arms free, but they're tight, suffocatingly so. It doesn't help that moving hurts, but while that's true he doesn't want to stay here, doesn't want to be locked up by some crazy madman.
He needs to get out, get back to Lisa. The boys. They can't be dead. The fire has to be a lie. Something to break his spirits. As Waylon struggles he listens for Eddie coming back, hopes it will take him a while to make that soup he was talking about. With some struggle, a lot of struggle, wincing in pain and trying not to make any noise, he does at last get one arm freed.]
C'mon...
[Fingers fumble with the straps as he tries to free himself, but it's not easy with just one hand.]