[It’s kind of nice, being with Connor the first time he tries alcohol — and there it comes right back up.]
Jesus Christ.
[Hank hurries to get a pack of thirium from the cupboard. Unsure if Connor really needs it, but they have it regardless.
He sets it down on the table as he rubs Connor’s back.]
You okay? Looks like a lotta blood.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasuretimeasmymeasure
cn: vomiting
Date: 2025-03-12 02:16 am (UTC)[It’s kind of nice, being with Connor the first time he tries alcohol — and there it comes right back up.]
Jesus Christ.
[Hank hurries to get a pack of thirium from the cupboard. Unsure if Connor really needs it, but they have it regardless.
He sets it down on the table as he rubs Connor’s back.]
You okay? Looks like a lotta blood.