Oh, Jesus Christ, Connor.
[Hank is standing up to grab an ice pack he keeps in the freezer for headaches. Wrapping it in a washcloth from the cupboard.]
We really need some goddamn hot pads. And you need to take better care of yourself. Gonna give me a heartattack one of these days, I swear to god.
[He hands the ice pack to Connor. Eyes thinned.]
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Date: 2025-03-11 03:50 am (UTC)Oh, Jesus Christ, Connor.
[Hank is standing up to grab an ice pack he keeps in the freezer for headaches. Wrapping it in a washcloth from the cupboard.]
We really need some goddamn hot pads. And you need to take better care of yourself. Gonna give me a heartattack one of these days, I swear to god.
[He hands the ice pack to Connor. Eyes thinned.]