I didn't mean to knock the wind out of Wilson's sails when I refused to be on 24-hour standby to deliver coffee to his customers, but an air of ennui has descended on him.
He's spent the last couple of days sitting listlessly in the tumble dryer with Antony, with no real interest in anything. This is so unlike his usual enthusiastic, earnest self.
Oh dear. I shall have to try to think of something to cheer him up...
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