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[ 2D's letter is so fucking cute and heartfelt, who wouldn't show up at Starbucks tbh. Hank is here—he's made nice with 2D (and he's definitely gonna keep calling him that unless he really asks) but yeah, he doesn't mind the thought of getting to know most of the people here. At the very least they only seem to be growing in numbers and since there isn't a lot they can do about that, they may as well commiserate.

And Starbucks is always good. Hank has a plain americano and he's being chill at one of the tables, sipping his coffee and working on smiling at most of the people who walk by. Death has actually improved his mood, generally, so that's good. ]

for 2D:

So, music lessons, huh?

for anybody else:

Hey. How you holding up?