#another random

[moneycheats]

[riddl3r]

❝I would really appreciate it if you did not move anything around, I just finished putting everything in the right order.❞

[togedream]

I just caught a new pink friend

[hannibal-stop]

Goodbye, Hannibal

“I don’t have your appetite. Goodbye, Hannibal.”

He fell asleep again. The police cars woke him up a few hours later, and now the cold, snowy wind stabbed his already wounded body. As he watched Dr. Lecter kneeled before Jack, all Will could feel was pain.

No relief, no fulfillment. Not even the smallest trace of irritation, hearing the words Hannibal was clearly addressing to him while speaking to Jack .

Hannibal turned and looked him in the eyes. “Not fond of eye contact, are you?”, and Will still wasn’t, yet their eyes had met countless times since that sentence was pronounced. But that time, he couldn’t stand that look. He went back inside, hoping his pain would ease without the wind. It didn’t.

He sat on his bed again, looking around. The desolation of the room mirrored the loneliness he felt inside. Not that he wasn’t used to feel lonely, but that time he really was lonely.

Not knowing what to do, he remembered he had left his phone in a drawer, before leaving for Italy. He found it among some leashes and old newspapers. He turned it on and seven pairs of eyes looked back at him from the phone’s background. His heart dropped. He pushed something random just to avoid having to look at the picture and the call history opened.

He regretted it immediately. 

While the incoming calls were mostly from Jack, Alana, or his lawyer, the outgoing calls history nearly listed only two numbers: Dr. Lecter and Dr. Lecter’s Office. The most recent call had been made to Dr. Lecter. A nine seconds call, according to the register. “A three words call.” , he thought. He quickly moved to its contacts list, trying not to think about the night that call was made. 

Hannibal’s was the last name he needed to see, and he wasn’t going to call him anymore, so he deleted both numbers, realizing he knew them by heart and was unlikely to forget them.

Will found out deleting a phone number doesn’t delete its calls history. Nor the texts.

He scrolled through the few, short texts he had exchanged with Hannibal. They were mostly Hannibal reminding him the day and time of the next scheduled session and Will thanking him. “Thank you, Dr. Lecter”, “Thank you Hannibal”. He remembered he hesitated before sending the text, the first time he wrote Hannibal instead of Dr. Lecter. Of course, it had been the doctor himself to insist on it.

He sighed, and deleted the texts, too.

Going back to the menu, he noticed the phone was offline. He turned off the flight mode and put the phone on the bedside table.

He closed his eyes. One moment later he heard the text tone.

“I’ll wait until you have it. Goodbye, Will.”

[socksarelost]

Ugh having to wear a hat everywhere because you got a nasty haircut sucks fr

[askthecarscharacters]

Last day for Jeff asks just fyi! Send them in before he goes away!

[hope-on-hope-ever]

“You fought in Trafalgar yourself, John, the same war as Admiral Nelson. And if Nelson was able to sail us all to victory without a limb, then so will you.”

[c0smicdrift3r]