Hannibal's office in Baltimore, Sunday
Jan. 19th, 2014 01:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sharp_as_knivesOn the drive to his office, some idiot nearly side-swiped Hannibal. He'd swerved to miss them before he even truly noticed them, just an odd feeling as a warning. He was grateful (and had memorized the idiot's plates), but now he was attempting to look up what might cause something like that. And making absolutely no progress, since he had no idea what to call it.
Despite that, and despite the dull taste of his coffee today, he was sitting in his office and waiting for his one patient.
[Expecting one, open to phone calls or texts, NFB because therapy!]
Despite that, and despite the dull taste of his coffee today, he was sitting in his office and waiting for his one patient.
[Expecting one, open to phone calls or texts, NFB because therapy!]
