[Hank frowns at him for a couple seconds, but- right. This guy’s one of those people who calls their dog their kid. Right.
That mystery solved, Hank sits forward and tries to - what the fuck is it you’re supposed to do? Clear your mind or some shit? But his mind keeps going, settling in on that ‘magic is bullshit’ track and running with it.]
What the fuck were we even- what the hell do I know about magic anyway? I don’t even play D&D, what the fuck was I supposed to do about- god. Why were we even there, what the hell did we miss? Motherfuck. Fuck.
[He chokes off his body’s try at coughing, eyes closed, hitting his fist a couple times against his thigh. That’s not what they’re doing here. They’re just talking - and not talking about that either, not if he doesn’t want this stupid shit to get worse. Okay.]
So.
[He clears his throat, and his voice doesn’t crack this time.]
I don’t know if this is a good show like you think, man. The- the acoustics suck, no snacks, no chairs, gotta sit your ass down in the sand. I’d ask for my, uh, for my money back.
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That mystery solved, Hank sits forward and tries to - what the fuck is it you’re supposed to do? Clear your mind or some shit? But his mind keeps going, settling in on that ‘magic is bullshit’ track and running with it.]
What the fuck were we even- what the hell do I know about magic anyway? I don’t even play D&D, what the fuck was I supposed to do about- god. Why were we even there, what the hell did we miss? Motherfuck. Fuck.
[He chokes off his body’s try at coughing, eyes closed, hitting his fist a couple times against his thigh. That’s not what they’re doing here. They’re just talking - and not talking about that either, not if he doesn’t want this stupid shit to get worse. Okay.]
So.
[He clears his throat, and his voice doesn’t crack this time.]
I don’t know if this is a good show like you think, man. The- the acoustics suck, no snacks, no chairs, gotta sit your ass down in the sand. I’d ask for my, uh, for my money back.