[Waver hates his life. Nobody hates Waver's life as much as Waver does. But more than hating his own life, he really hates that he can't get any sleep right now, because his stupid Servant is snoring. And she reeks of alcohol, which makes him feel queasy. And he cannot escape it, because she is an evil woman who has pressed his face against her ample, ridiculous cleavage. He's squirming and trying to yell (it's muffled) and giving it his best but he is suffocating in this smelly, noisy trap.
What Waver hates most about his life is that it's really going to end like this...!]
RIIIIIDDDDDDEEEEER!!
What Waver hates most about his life is that it's really going to end like this...!]
Mmfghss!