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⠀i wanted to know what i looked like to you. a sin committed and a prayer answered, you said.

hello hell's kitchen!!!

( he comes back with the first aid kid ) you gonna take anything off so I can actually fix you up or are you suddenly getting shy on me?

oh dear god. you're cleaning that stain out by the way. ( he's standing up to get the first aid kit )

so it is claimed. ( hart seems awfully bored by the whole affair, not even bothering to cast a glance to the papers. ) of course, we disagree with the claims.

( a slight smile as he helps take the mask off ) now where did you get stabbed

( he's helping him to the couch with a sigh ) you're lucky you're so handsome

( hart hums, and settles down where told, one leg crossed over the other. posture incredibly relaxed, for what this meeting is. )

it is fine. i will not be calling you that, however.

oh my fucking god. ( opening the window ) you're supposed to be daredevil not a drunk pigeon, matthew

oh my god. yes I am home come over

...what did you do

yes. ( not taking the offering. ) you are matthew.

no one wants a hot trans guy anymore and that's what's wrong with society

a woman without fear, defying all bounds & restraints.

asleep at his desk