[he comes back armed with the PB&J, some chocolate and that nice, cold coke. he's grinning out the door at a sweet nurse, calling a charming thanks, sweetheart before he's in, closing the door with his heel. inside, the grin softens as he rounds back on them, dumping the snacks on the chair.
he sighs, running a hand through the curls, dragging the spare chair back over to slump into it. ]
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Date: 2022-08-10 11:07 am (UTC)he sighs, running a hand through the curls, dragging the spare chair back over to slump into it. ]
So, [he says, voice quiet. ] Harrington.