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So there are request for a part 2! Ofc my children I shall give you more of Hank x male reader<3
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"How the hell are you alive?"
" I could of sworn he'd kill you!"
"So what you're saying is, you wanted me to die and didn't even think about getting help what's so ever?"
It's been a few days. The store closed due the broken glass and Hank being on the premises. The owner had a feeling he would come back so he suggested we all don't go to work for a while. I'm so happy.
But right now I'm on the phone with Sara while I'm sitting on m bed in my crappy ass apartment.
"He'd didn't kill you?"
"Oh he did I'm just a ghost talking to you right now."
"Of course he didn't kill me! You idiot how the hell am I talking to you right now!?"
Sara is a complete dumbass. No wonder that's my contact name for her. Why do I even have her number in the first place?
Oh right we're 'employees'.
"Well uh I don't feel like talking anymore so yeah bye."
"What? You have to tell me how the-"
I hanged up on her. And I will just ignore the phone if she ever calls back.
I laid back into the bed feeling the oddly comfortable blankets. I wonder what Hank's doing. I haven't seen him in a while. He better not be dead or something.