I really hate to ask. But I really don't want to leave my room, and Peter told me not to, anyway. And Peter told me to talk to you if I needed anything. I've been up here almost a whole day, and there's only so much that I have up here, but...
Oh, forget it. Do you think you could get me something to eat? I might not feel like I deserve to live right now, but I don't want to starve myself to death.