Jun. 23rd, 2011

manofgnee: (-Misery-)
[Hanna wouldn't believe it at first that Sam had left the City. Every time somebody Hanna was close to, he couldn't believe it...and this time was no exception. It wasn't until he got Sam's letter that he finally believed it.

And, like every other time somebody Hanna cared about left, he reacts poorly.

He's gone off and gotten drunk, and is currently slumped over at the bar, about 5 empty beer bottles next to his head. Little Sam, who isn't exactly little anymore, is sitting down by Hanna's feet, whining in concern.]


I jus...I just can't believe he's gone...I don't understand, why him? Why now? Every time they leave it hurts, but this...an I'll probably never see him again...

Little Sam, what's the point in having friends when they leave? They all leave...I should've learned that by now...even Gallahad and Sam, they left.

[He sighs and the dog whines, licking at Hanna's hand, which makes Hanna laughs weakly, and smile sadly.]


Right, right, I guess I still got you. That counts for something...and I said I'd take real good care of you...

[Another sigh, and Hanna gets up, rubbing at his eyes.]

Let's go to the Underground, boy. Let's go get ourselves into trouble. It's what me and Sam would've done in this situation...

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