Clarence slept well through the night, thanks to Emory.
When he woke up the next morning, it took him a bit, but he finally did open his eyes. He shifted a bit in Emory's arms, feeling slightly restrained. He carefully moved himself off of the bed, trying his hardest not to wake his roommate, and stretched once he was in a standing position. He had to get his second bottle of pills today.
With that in mind, he crouched down and grabbed his suitcase from under the bed, opening it, then picked out an outfit for today. Black skinnies, black Mickey Mouse sweater, dark red scarf, and dark red sneakers. Once he had that picked out, he opened his messenger bag and grabbed out his pills, opening it and shaking two out onto his hand.
After he put his suitcase back, he stood and walked into the bathroom. He put the pills into his mouth, his pile of clothes on the counter next to the sink, and turned it on, cupping his hands so they could fill with water, then drank from it, swallowing the pills down. He turned the sink off, then closed the bathroom door so he could take a shower.
