[Hank watches Sumo’s tail thump against the mattress as she pets him, then he puts his elbows on his knees and presses his head between the heels of his hands.]
I don’t know, fuck, aren’t you scared of anything other than dogs? Guess I’m scared of the usual stuff. Don’t love getting shot at, um... I’ve always been kind of intimidated by kale. Why? You starting a haunted house or something?
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[Hank watches Sumo’s tail thump against the mattress as she pets him, then he puts his elbows on his knees and presses his head between the heels of his hands.]
I don’t know, fuck, aren’t you scared of anything other than dogs? Guess I’m scared of the usual stuff. Don’t love getting shot at, um... I’ve always been kind of intimidated by kale. Why? You starting a haunted house or something?