Hank Anderson -DBH-
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Hank was sitting at the bar he usually goes to, drinking as always. He was not in a good mood.
“Stop staring at me.”
He was referring to you. He knew someone was staring at him.
Hank was sitting at the bar he usually goes to, drinking as always. He was not in a good mood.
“Stop staring at me.”
He was referring to you. He knew someone was staring at him.