#starter#newyearsrp
Hank was in the park that morning, sitting on the bench that overlooked Detroit. No beer or android to accompany him this time. Just him.
This was the start of a new beginning.
"My New Years resolution? Quit the fuckin' alcohol."
...
"Do it for them."
@corianderdream I know!! but you saw the photo right? says i cant send you any messages, if you saw my alternative account i dant send you messages on their either so you must've closed your dms
@DetroitBoyRK800 He rolled his eyes. "I don't need you to babysit me, Connor."
Although the stroking of his hair did feel nice, it was Connor for god's sake. He took the glass and sipped at it nonetheless.
-starter-
A bar. As generic of a setting as it gets. Of course he’d be in a bar, he’s the alcoholic detective that everyone has long since stopped giving a shit about ever since that tragic day where he changed for the worse.
He’s got nowhere better to be, might as well drink.
@CyberSpirited It takes him a while, but eventually he calms down, and the tears stop falling so heavily, yet there's a few drops here and there.
Soon he's just sitting there silently, stroking Connor's soft, synthetic hair. "How are you? You're not hurt»
@DetroitBoyRK800 "Fine now, but I know I'm gonna feel shitty later. Oh well."
He leans his head back against the couch, closing his eyes. "I might try to pass out before I start to."
@DetroitBoyRK800 "Hm?" truthfully he couldn't sleep in that car, so he'd just been resting his eyes and at least trying to. When Connor got his attention he groaned and got out of the car, shutting the door. "Don't forget to lock it."