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[Compared to the other two, Oswald is much more difficult to get time with. He only appears on school grounds on Tuesdays and Sundays.
Nonetheless if you're determined... he can be found. Most of that time is spent hovering around the Faculty Office. It's almost like the Entrance Exam made him anxious of just walking around freely or something...]
Nonetheless if you're determined... he can be found. Most of that time is spent hovering around the Faculty Office. It's almost like the Entrance Exam made him anxious of just walking around freely or something...]
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Certainly. I have some time. And I certainly have the drinks to spare. You know where to go.
[He'll send the elevator for you.]
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Cool. Thanks.
[ Indeed, he makes his way to the elevator and shows up at Hale's. He looks like shit, but you know what, he's looked like shit all week, so... maybe he looks a little less like shit than he did on Friday. But it's still a pretty close thing. ]
Let's see that booze, pal.
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...it would seem last week was not kind to him either, nor was he kind to himself.
But he does have two glasses ready for when Hank arrives. He slides one Hank's way.]
I suppose there's at least one thing to celebrate, small as it is.
[Aka last week is fucking over. Thank god.]
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Shit, I'll drink to that.
[ Hank sits down and downs most of his glass in one go. ]
Fuck, that hits the spot.
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I'll admit, I never took to drinking before-- but with the proper company, it's not so bad.
[Drinking alone is just sad!! This. This is okay though.]
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Yeah, it beats doing it alone, that's for sure.
[ Hank sighs. ]
Guess that's the one thing Connor could never do with me. Drink.
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[Yeah he had that conversation with Connor. While he was drinking along and Connor was fixing up his idiotic mess of a face.]
But then, it's not so strange, going to different people for different things. There are rarely people that you can share everything with.
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Almost.
There's some things he just can't bring to him. Things like... well. Hank takes another drink, finishing off his glass. ]
You know Han and him are fucking, right?
[ Way to change the subject, Hank. ]
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...yes, I am painfully aware. Why do you ask?
[Oswald is a simple man to read at times. It’s clear he likes it no more than you do Hank.]
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I tried fucking telling Connor that it was a bad idea and that he should dump him, but the kid is too fucking stubborn. He... he likes Han. Even though Han acts like he doesn't know the first thing about him.
[ There's jealousy, ugly and bitter in Hank's voice. Hey, at least they're both bitter old men. ]
It just fucks me the fuck up knowing that prick gets to be with him just because he's the first pretty face that treated him nice in this stupid shithole.
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[He gladly refills Hank's glass while he listens, before taking a larger swig of his own than he'd normally do. This is. He's going to need it, travelling this road of conversation.]
It must be nice to live in that kind of fairytale world where love at first sight must mean you have some fifteen minute Disney princess unbreakable bond.
[...he's not bitter at all nah.]
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Fucking right? I can't believe this shit! Like, I get it! Connor's new to this whole emotion thing. He doesn't know any fucking better!
But you'd think Han would take like, five fucking minutes to ask himself, 'Is Connor really interested in me? Or is he just with me because I'm the first damn guy to make googly eyes at him?'
Do you know what Connor said to me when I asked him what about Han he actually liked
[ He takes another looong drink. ]
Having sex. And flirting with him. Those two things! Not his personality, or I dunno, his fucking smile! NOPE. Just fucking macking on him and fucking him! For fuck's sake!
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[Connor you're so smart. So why are you also So Dumb? Hale just downs another swig in frustration.]
Someone you've known for years makes one mistake and you refuse to let it go and yet less than one week with someone who, and he knew full well, doesn't know the first thing about love and you devote it all. And the other... you devote everything to him and he makes the most illogical decision for one of the men working, as most would see it, for the wrong side.
[Literally neither of them make any sense. The only conclusion he can come to is that they're using each other-- or at least one is using the other. But it makes it no better. Quite the opposite really.]
Neither is willing to admit-- or even consider-- that they've made a mistake. It sounds like a terrible joke. But the reality is that you could point out every flaw and they simply won't listen. They have it all dolled up in their mind one way, and no one
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I've literally fucking pointed it out to him and he won't! Fucking! Listen!
I'm not even -- like, fuck, I'm not being nice to Connor so he'll fuck me! That's not it at all! But when he's more emotionally available to me than his damn boyfriend, shouldn't that fucking mean he needs to fucking get another boyfriend!?
[ If only they'd kept using one another. If only. ]
Connor literally started sleeping with Han to get information out of him! Then he felt guilty about it, and instead of fucking stopping like I fucking told him, he went and made it fucking worse! Connor doesn't know what a relationship is even supposed to be! Han should fucking know better!
If you're gonna date a virgin who's literally three months old, you could at least stop shutting the guy out and fucking, I dunno! Talk to the bastard! Instead I have to find Connor fucking crying because Han can't fucking say what he fucking means! Connor's a goddamn fucking android! He needs clear instructions, he's not some human who's gonna fucking "get it" eventually!
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I don’t doubt that everything Connor has done has been by instinct, and not particularly good instinct. But someone who trusts and depends on you on such an emotional level— you would think that he would take your advice to heart at the very least. He knows you’re capable, even if you neglect experience and intellect.
It’s like a teenager who thinks he already knows everything. But when things go wrong, it’s the end of the world.
And then there’s Han. Naturally, he better than anyone should know the differences between himself and Connor. But it would seem that emotionally he hasn’t made that connection yet.
[Oswald downs the rest of the glass with a dissatisfied huff, before refilling both glasses.]
There’s not a single thing right or good about the whole damn thing.
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He just never fucking listens to me! And I'm -- look, I'm really trying here. I'm trying to look out for him. I want what's best for the kid, but he won't fucking admit that Han's not it!
[ Hank takes a long swig of his glass. Keep it coming, Hale. ]
That's exactly fucking it! Obviously it's gonna be the end of the world for him! Obviously! He barely knows how to have feelings, of course his first rejection's gonna feel like he fucking swallowed glass!
[ Why!! Are they!! Both!! So!! Stupid!! ]
Han's a goddamn adult, he should fucking know better! This stupid fucking crush is just gonna blow up for both of them! And who's gonna be left picking up the pieces when that happens? Me.
[ He huffs. Already finishing this glass. Yeah, wow, okay maybe not he'll actually take a break. ]
Fuck, Hale, I never thought I'd say this, but you are 100% goddamn right. Their whole thing is fucked, front to back and start to fucking finish.
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[He leans back in his chair and waves his hand around in an irritated fashion.]
Logically he has absolutely no argument that he can make solidly that he wouldn’t enjoy doing those same two things he loves so much with you rather than Han. It’s like eating one food for the firs time and saying it’s your favorite without ever trying anything new.
[He fucking can’t. But he has to admit it feels good to get all this shit off his chest with someone who understands.]
Finally hearing someone admit that I’m right has a hell of an attractive ring to it. [You make it sound kinda hot, honestly Hank.] I don’t know how Connor fails to see your potential.
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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?
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In that case I should try harder. I'd like to see that. I have a feeling it may be a good look for you.
[For a scruffy older guy, Hank really does have his charms. His personality is a definite bonus, but that isn't all it is either. He wouldn't mind being talked to in a dirty manner from a voice like that though, it's true.]
Well if you're wrong for feeling this way then I suppose we're in this position together. It's easier to tell yourself you don't, but it doesn't make you stop wanting it. But if you're asking my opinion alone, then I'd say yes. You do.
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It feels nice. ]
Please. I ain't exactly the blushing type.
[ Hank waves his hand dismissively. He's definitely blushing. But he's also drunk? So maybe it's just the alcohol. Though it takes a lot more than this to get him to totally lose all sense.
So I guess this is something he's doing consciously. Maybe... Maybe he's just lonely. And he knows Connor's fucking Han basically nonstop, so why the fuck should the android be the only one to get some? ]
Yeah, you know what that's like, don't you?
[ Pining for somebody you couldn't have -- he doesn't have to ask Hale to know the dude's crushing on Han. Guess they have more in common than they thought. ]
Maybe I just need to let off some steam. You happen to be willing to help me with that?
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[Several things, really. The both do. Which is what makes this situation humorous. Neither of them are the other's first choice. But perhaps that's exactly what makes this work.]
I thought you'd never ask.
[Being the disaster that he is on the inside, he really has no right to play it as cool as he does; grinning as he slides the alcohol away.]
That's a form of therapy that I can appreciate.
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[ Hank laughs, something loud and self-deprecating. They're really doing this, huh? I guess that's one way to get him to put his drink down. ]
Alright. Guess it's time for me to show you a thing or two.
[ He steps around the table and just sits down on the edge of his desk. Sorry, I hope you didn't have anything important on there. ]
Bring it here.
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I didn’t take you for the type to play teacher.
[It’s fine— this is his desk and he’ll use it how he wants. And right now he wants to use it to get laid.]
But maybe you just like having that authority.
[For all his faults, Oswald is a smooth talker. There is a charisma in the way he sounds excited about that. Hale stands and takes the few things on his desk and discards them to the side. He won’t be needing any of that.]
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Not against sharing some of my knowledge with a guy like you.
[ He drags his rough hands up to Hale's shoulders, pulling him closer. You know, Hale's pretty hot. Hank could do way worse. ]
How about you, pal? You like showin' off that power of yours, or do you want me to put you in your place?
[ Uh, yeah, I guess he's asking if you want him to dom you, Hale??? ]
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He leans into those strong hands pulling at him and grins.]
I’m flexible— by all means. I think that’s a hands on lecture worth attending.
[His control issues don’t extend to the bedroom. He wouldn’t mind being roughly put in his place by this man.]
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