Hanna was always very curious.
Curious meaning stupid.
Now, Hanna wasn't stupid, but sometimes his actions would lead others to believe otherwise.
Ever wonder how he got that scar?
Are you sure?
Okay.
It was just another boring day in the life of Hanna Falk Cross. So, of course, that means he must go and disturb Worth. Now, Worth didn't hate Hanna, but he felt like he could only stand him for so long until he just gets the overwhelming urge to murder the lil' fucker. The day Hanna came round just so happened to be the day Worth had a massive hangover. Sucks to be Dr. Worth.
A few hours into the delightful visit, and Worth was ready to rip his hair out, and Hanna had excused himself for a bathroom break, excusing himself with 'One sec, Worth, I needta piss!' Stay classy, Hanna.
There was a razor in that bathroom.
Hanna just couldn't help himself.
"AH HOLY SHIT WOTH I CUT MY FUCKING STOMACH OPEN OW MY INSIDES I'M GONNA DIE."
"JESUS FUCKIN' CHRIST, HANNA, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?"
There were many tears, blood stains and staples.
It was amazing.
The end.
PS. I'm sorry. Really.