Well, fuck. And whoever’s in charge of all this bullshit just expects you to go back? To that?
[Not that Aurora has given a fuck about all the things that have happened to Hank here, but this is Connor.]
Sorry. [Fuck his back! Fuck it!! Hank pushes his chair away from the table. Leaning forward, putting his head between his knees so he can just breathe. All that “focus on your breathing” shit has never helped him. Not much has, in truth. But this, at least, is enough to dizzy his spiraling thoughts about Connor, about losing him. Again.]
Not trying to... make things more difficult.
[And if they do end up separated, this isn’t how Hank wants Connor to remember him.]
cn: panic attack 😭
Well, fuck. And whoever’s in charge of all this bullshit just expects you to go back? To that?
[Not that Aurora has given a fuck about all the things that have happened to Hank here, but this is Connor.]
Sorry. [Fuck his back! Fuck it!! Hank pushes his chair away from the table. Leaning forward, putting his head between his knees so he can just breathe. All that “focus on your breathing” shit has never helped him. Not much has, in truth. But this, at least, is enough to dizzy his spiraling thoughts about Connor, about losing him. Again.]
Not trying to... make things more difficult.
[And if they do end up separated, this isn’t how Hank wants Connor to remember him.]