[ Hank sets his glass down, peering at Hale from across the way. He crosses his arms, too. Look, he can't deny Hale's... an attractive dude. That's like. A given.
And Hank knows he's got a super deep voice that some dudes find pretty attractive, so. I mean, the alcohol definitely helps. And the compliments. Hank's real starved for those. ]
You're gonna make me blush, talking like that, Hale.
[ He smirks. I mean, realistically, no one's told him he has potential in years. That's just a fact. He sighs. He shouldn't let himself get carried away here. (But then, he is pretty drunk.) ]
I just wish I didn't feel like such a shitbag for being fucking pissed like this. But goddammit, don't I deserve something nice, too?
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[ Hank sets his glass down, peering at Hale from across the way. He crosses his arms, too. Look, he can't deny Hale's... an attractive dude. That's like. A given.
And Hank knows he's got a super deep voice that some dudes find pretty attractive, so. I mean, the alcohol definitely helps. And the compliments. Hank's real starved for those. ]
You're gonna make me blush, talking like that, Hale.
[ He smirks. I mean, realistically, no one's told him he has potential in years. That's just a fact. He sighs. He shouldn't let himself get carried away here. (But then, he is pretty drunk.) ]
I just wish I didn't feel like such a shitbag for being fucking pissed like this. But goddammit, don't I deserve something nice, too?