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“The paint’s supposed to go where?”
Will had thought dating Hannibal would be like doing anything else with Hannibal. He had thought, maybe it would be awkward in the beginning, maybe not. They’ve been through so much. Hell, most than most couples. More than anybody, probably.
The point is, Will never thought dating Hannibal would turn out to be so normal. With ups and downs, boring, practical stuff.
Like painting the hall back in blue after last night’s hunt went sour. Bloody victims, always fighting back !
“Just paint over the blood that splattered here. I’m covering the other wall.”