[Robert doesn't go anywhere, of course. There's no reason to. But this gives him plenty of time to think about just how stupid this all was... how stupid he was. How pathetic it was that he tried to run away from his problems yet again.
It didn't work before. Why did he think it would work now? Why is it that desperation is such an alluring siren song to him?
Whether Don comes back or not, eventually Robert will shift into being a small ball on the bedspread, not crying but simply staring into space.]
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It didn't work before. Why did he think it would work now? Why is it that desperation is such an alluring siren song to him?
Whether Don comes back or not, eventually Robert will shift into being a small ball on the bedspread, not crying but simply staring into space.]