[Hanna has never received a love poem before. Or a love letter. Or a valentine. Like a legitimate one, and the ping on his watch he assumes, is just a random message, nothing special. Until he opens it and is greeted with really bad spelling and wow.
His teeth are rotting, like fucking seriously. Sitting on the couch, staring at his watch, red faced.
This needs some grade A shit in response. And like two hours later, this gem pops up in Maurice's inbox....]
Hey you the one with the face Do you mind if I come and fill your space
[There is an even longer delay for Hanna because Maurice doesn't wake up again until dusk. Hanna's....poem....is the first thing he sees. And it sounds like such classic Hanna! CORNY AS FUCK and kind.]
haha sure nerd i wish i could print from this thing
[He can't stay mad. Physically impossible. As he glances at his watch he guesses Asleep Maurice knew what day it was. Well then! Now he's excited and ALMOST over being embarrassed. So he decides to be the big bad monster.]
[TEXT] Author anonymous? CANNOT FIND THEM
His teeth are rotting, like fucking seriously. Sitting on the couch, staring at his watch, red faced.
This needs some grade A shit in response. And like two hours later, this gem pops up in Maurice's inbox....]
Hey you the one with the face
Do you mind if I come and fill your space
[text]
haha sure nerd
i wish i could print from this thing
[text]
[text]
[text]
[text]
> no?
> hang on
[There is a delay.]
OH GOD
[audio]
Hanna is laughing. Laughing to tears, man.]
[audio]
HANNA SHUT UP! Delete that!
[You bet he's turning into a grape over here jfc Hanna did not need to know he was a failed poet/lyricist.]
[audio]
The best mural the world has ever seen. [He's totally not laughing still. Totally.]
[audio]
YEAH well. Ah love you too. Come over here so I can punch you.
[audio]
[audio]
Hide.
[audio]
[And then the feed cuts out. Hide and seek is on, man.]