Narkisim

December 20th, 2038. 5pm. “What troubles you?” Connor walked into the main room, surprisingly not wearing his jacket for once, looking at you perplexed, you sat on the arm chair, holding a tablet and flicking through websites. “Nothing, i'm just, thinking.” You broke off into a mumble, your main focus being the tablet in your hands. “I can just look at what you’ve searched.” Connor sassed back, sitting down on the main sofa, that laid in between the two arm chairs, leaning forward and resting his arms on his legs. You glanced up and gave him a small glare. “Now that would ruin it.” You

Warning! : 1. Contains Spoilers!!!                  2. Swear words/language Note : I understand that there are so many type of fandom in the [DBH] community so I really apologize to anyone that ship Hank and Connor in a romantic way... ..................................................................................................................................................................... Bright tone colors of the DPD station which designed in modern style and functional work space management in order to bring in a fresh airy and comfortable feeling to all the people who work inside.Unfortunately, that doesn't work with the atm