Listen to Car, for he is telling the truth.

No, you don't understand. I already gave up the moment I woke up.

Noooo, don’t give up

Well it's monday for me, so can you really blame me?

… I know about time zones but how the flip are you two days behind me?

No, it just feels like a monday.

Oh, I see.

Every laugh, every giggle feels like it's pointed at me. Like a razor stabbing through my back. I rush through crowds of friendly people so that the razors only feel like tiny pricks

Sorry to hear that.

If I’m being honest, I cant think of any way to help with that, and I’m sorry for not being able to help