[ Sam almost wants to laugh. He also wants to cry, a little bit, to be honest. Look, he's had... a really, really shitty week.
Oh god, fuck, it's only been 5 days.
How? When was the last time he slept, come to think of it? Maybe he'll just pass out to avoid this conversation. Yeah, that sounds reasonable. ]
So. Well... man, where do you want me to start with the shitty news? [ Sam deflates a little. Rubs his good hand down his face. Shifts, and wants to yell at his ribs. Getting them cracked by the Serpent mercenaries only to then get pummelled through a building and otherwise beat to shit by a Hulk turns out to be a real bad time, actually. ] There's three Hulks. Bruce who has his shit together, Bruce's cousin who has her shit together, and Ross, who lost his shit during a presidential press conference. [ A beat. ] I didn't vote for him.
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Oh god, fuck, it's only been 5 days.
How? When was the last time he slept, come to think of it? Maybe he'll just pass out to avoid this conversation. Yeah, that sounds reasonable. ]
So. Well... man, where do you want me to start with the shitty news? [ Sam deflates a little. Rubs his good hand down his face. Shifts, and wants to yell at his ribs. Getting them cracked by the Serpent mercenaries only to then get pummelled through a building and otherwise beat to shit by a Hulk turns out to be a real bad time, actually. ] There's three Hulks. Bruce who has his shit together, Bruce's cousin who has her shit together, and Ross, who lost his shit during a presidential press conference. [ A beat. ] I didn't vote for him.