[ His hair has definitely come undone from its gel and is all over his forehead, making him look a little younger. Gavin snickers. Yep, no need for any shame or privacy anymore. (Small fucking favors Gavin can't get pregnant, good lord.) ]
Sounds like a plan.
[ Have a pinch to your tum, Hank. He sits up with a few pops of his joints and starts to get out of bed. Yeah there's still... a mess. He books it to the bathroom and turns on the faucet, getting some tissues to tend to it in the mean time. ]
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Sounds like a plan.
[ Have a pinch to your tum, Hank. He sits up with a few pops of his joints and starts to get out of bed. Yeah there's still... a mess. He books it to the bathroom and turns on the faucet, getting some tissues to tend to it in the mean time. ]