These boxes and messes and broken glasses ain't gonna clean themselves. He even rolls his gritty sleeves up--poor, poor sleeves, all stained to hell thanks to Jack's blood getting all over them. No amount of scrubbing has fixed them entirely. Not that they weren't already fucked up to begin with, but still.
cleaning time
Man, he feels like he should be in one of those ships from the Matrix, this place looks so shitty.]
TO ACTION I IMAGINE
[While super-cleaning.
These boxes and messes and broken glasses ain't gonna clean themselves. He even rolls his gritty sleeves up--poor, poor sleeves, all stained to hell thanks to Jack's blood getting all over them. No amount of scrubbing has fixed them entirely. Not that they weren't already fucked up to begin with, but still.
cleaning time
Man, he feels like he should be in one of those ships from the Matrix, this place looks so shitty.]