[Hanna is poking and pulling at the large, red 'H' that's been sewn to the front of his shirt.]H. Really, City? That's just sort of lazy...what could the H stand for? Handsome? Hanna ( Read more... )

[Hanna looks exhausted and worn out, and he's got a big cup of coffee in his hands.]

Fine. You wanna play it like that, City? Fine. Screw you and screw your curse induced nightmare sleep. I'm gonna fight fire with coffee...

...you know, it's weird. The more coffee I drink, the more exhausted I become...But I REFUSE to go back and try to sleep ( Read more... )

I don't really know how to explain it. Actually, that's a lie. I do know how to explain it, but I'm not going to, because it's complicated and ridiculous and unnecessary ( Read more... )