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[It seems someone has decided to change his voicemail following graduation. Hes trying so hard to sound professional, business like, but Hanna's usual enthusiasm bleeds through easily.]

You have reached the mailbox of Hanna Cross. If you don't have an appointment, my secretary will follow up with a return message shortly. [a short pause.] meaning me. I'll get back to you, don't worry.

And if this is an emergency what are you doing on the phone? Cardio is your friend. byyyye!

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[He'd been quietly listening to the music from the speakers, John talking in his head, but the offer gets him to turn, focus on that sweet Goldie face.

He hadn't tried asking any Wardens for shower privileges, had been kind of worried they'd ask him why, but John just shrugs it off, understands and doesn't ask too many questions.]

Really? That'd be kind of awesome... are you sure?

[greatoldjohn]

Sure. If you come by in the morning, I usually do breakfast.

[ Privacy is a sacred thing in the Lester-Doe household. ]

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Heh...you'll never be rid of me if you're offering breakfast.

[And, because he hadn't actually said it outloud before, and he feels a little better than he had, he'll turn, shifting the laptop onto the floor and just give him tight squeeze.]

Thanks John. Just let me know when you usually do breakfast and I'll make sure I text you if I'm gonna be there or not.

[greatoldjohn]

[ John can't really dog hug back but he'll put the weight of his head against Hanna's shoulder to do, essentially, the same thing. ]

Not too early. Usually whenever Arthur's awake. Just come on by when you wake up.

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My schedule is a little out of sorts but I can do that.

[Hanna broke up his sleep often, still did so that his routine and when people see him around the ship is a little confusing. Late nights, early mornings, afternoons? He just catches a few hours here and there, just like he would at home in between his day and night work.

Hard habit to break after doing it for so long, though this past week he's slept a lot more than he normally would so perhaps getting back to something less crazy would be easy.]

Hopefully my second impression on Arthur is better than my first. [Because he is sure that no one missed his network wide confession and apology.]

[greatoldjohn]

Oh, he's going to be a little shitty, I'm sure. Like. He knows his other half. But you took responsibility. And you acknowledged the mistake you made and pledged to do better. Like I said: he can show a lot of grace. It just takes him a minute.

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Well, I apologize in advance if breakfast is fucking awkward like I'm sure it will be.

[He's probably been through worse. Worth was a huge dick when he was pissed at him, though usually he did it without an audience. Ah well. Gotta face the music and dance.]

I'll see if I can charm him. Apparently Sheehan thinks I'm good at that, so we'll see.

[greatoldjohn]

You're important to me. He'll always be himself. But he'll try not to be too much of a dick.

[ That will come with a doggy nuzzle. ]

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[Hanna pauses at the comment, his hand lifting to rub at Johns snoot while he kind of stares off. Huh.

It's said so casually and sincerely in his head that even the negative self talk doesn't seem capable of shutting it down.

This is why he laughs when hes told people are easier.]

I know plenty of those, I'm not too worried about it. Wouldn't really be there for him, at least not yet, anyways.

[greatoldjohn]

[ Hanna will get another doggy nuzzle before he nudges him towards the computer. ]

More music?

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Oh definitely. Let me introduce you to Ludo, they're another fave.

[And, pulling the computer back into his lap, he'll start the 'You're awful, I love you' album.]