Ahahaha so teeny tiny
Dedicated to: PICKLES! Because I can
Wrote this at 4 in the morning, don't hate me 'cause it's horrible!
Henry sighed and slammed his fist on the table. Why the hell was he even staring at the door? He knew Shawn was gone, for good this time. So why was he waiting?
Was he expecting his hyperactive son to come charging in, probably to ask for help on a case? Well, yeah. He knew, and yet, he couldn't help but hope that maybe it was all a dream.
Any second now the pest would barge through the door and yell at Henry for giving Shawn a gray funeral. For not supplying pineapples, or for not playing happy music at it.
Any second now……
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