You know what? Why the fuck not. I don't have anything better to fucking do than babysit a fucking bucket of bees.
[Or talk to it, while he waits alone in his room. After he gets up and makes sure the door is locked again, as always, he returns to the jar to watch the bees, listen to the bees...be gently lulled by the bees. He's still annoyed, but it's hard to stay as agitated as he was, after letting his brain simmer down to that buggy hum.]
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[Or talk to it, while he waits alone in his room. After he gets up and makes sure the door is locked again, as always, he returns to the jar to watch the bees, listen to the bees...be gently lulled by the bees. He's still annoyed, but it's hard to stay as agitated as he was, after letting his brain simmer down to that buggy hum.]