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We return to Weezle's hotel room. It's been a few days since Weezle first checked in, but he is still wearing the same beige jeans and Weezle t-shirt, since he didn't bring a change of clothes. He is lying on the bed. Not watching tv or listening to the radio, just lying sprawled out on the bed. TREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! . TREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Suddenly there's a knock on the door and Weezle springs to life. Tree? Weezle jumps off the bed and runs over to the door. He opens it, bursting with excitement. Tree! Do I look like Tree? Weezle loses all the excitement he had as he sees it is actually Ravyn standing at the door, holding two suitcases. Are you going to let me in or what? I dunno. Do you have Tree? Ravyn pushes Weezle aside and walks into the room. That mean you no see Tree? No. I haven't. Now what's on tv? Ravyn starts playing with the remote control as Weezle looks up and down the empty hallway. Ok Tree, hide-and-seek over! You can come out now! Weezle stands in the doorway, and waits for something to happen. Hey! Come in, I brought you some clothes. Weezle takes one last glance down the halls and steps back inside the hotel room. Here. Take a shower and put these on. Are we gonna go out and look for Tree? No. We are not looking for Tree. But he could be hurt! He's a tree branch! He's a ####ing tree branch!! You want Tree? Go to a park, find a tree, pick out a nice-sized branch, and whack the sonofab###h off!! Weezle, hurt by what Ravyn said, lowers his head. But...it wouldn't be 'my' Tree. That's it. I'm oughta here. Ravyn grabs her purse and storms out of the room as Weezle stands still, thinking of Tree and all the good times they had. |
