It’s going to be a long, cold, lonely night
For a member of the fandom stuck in Glendale, California
He’s in his bed, in his room, in his house
The convention is starting without him
The convention is starting without him
Half a world away, or more, it seems to him.
His costume’s on its hook in the closet in the hall.
Whatever it is you’re thinking, that’s not it at all.
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