[ Charlie doesn't really have a wish, nothing grand and world-shaking anyway, so Henry's has fully taken over the space, which currently looks like it was once a bustling city and has now fallen to the apocalypse. ]
What the fuck?
[ The movement draws his eye, and he shifts a hand to reach into an inside pocket of his jacket. It hovers there, not removing anything for the moment. ]
future! (surprise me re: flavor of henry)
What the fuck?
[ The movement draws his eye, and he shifts a hand to reach into an inside pocket of his jacket. It hovers there, not removing anything for the moment. ]
Hey buddy, some answers would be great about now.