He sits with a solemn burden hanging on his shoulders like a heavy anvil anchoring him down into the deepest depths of the Pacific Ocean. He allows you, on this night to do his eye makeup. Finally, you speak up, “I’m done!” You smile. You hold a mirror, asking how it is..he smiles with a down aura circling him. “Like shit.” He laughs slightly as you hit him..he’ll miss this..he’ll miss you.