"You're looking at me like I'm being exceptionally lazy here, like I'm a slob for lounging around the house, bottomless...I don't know what else you expected me to do. I'm not in any shape to go anywhere or be seen by anyone, and certainly not ready to go out to eat at a sit-down restaurant! This all just happened to me, I'm trying to come to terms with it...as much as I know you'd like to return to some semblance of normalcy, that's not gonna happen for a good long while yet.
I'm not mad at you...I guess I'm a little incredulous that you thought I could move forward so soon. I don't think you understand, I don't even have wearable clothes yet. This 'top' is an old bedsheet I tore and tucked until it felt like something that could support these...ridiculous things...and I was wrong, it can't really. I'm gonna need some kind of specialist...one who isn't afraid of endless rolls of undulating blubber, and fascinating new elephantine smells..." *sigh*
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