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Benjamin F. "Hawkeye" Pierce ([personal profile] swill) wrote in [community profile] soddersays 2019-07-06 02:30 am (UTC)

How do you know I'm mad, said Alice.

[You must be, said the Cat.

His throat burns too much to take a gander at the full script, and the first quote was already low with the drone of tired frustrations. There's the very uncomfortable sensation of prickling somewhere between his mouth and the bridge of his nose and Hawkeye brings a hand to run uncaring through his hair, to rest and cover his mouth while he breathes in 4s and stares at the way the girl just leaves the bottle on a craft table.

Don't litter, he wants to say, but instead what comes out is a hot breath of]
Yeah, yeah, sweetheart. I went to school; I can read.

[Unfortunate that literacy doesn't stop insanity.

He reaches for the trash, decides he can try to keep this place beautiful the way the Brass always wanted a roaming hospital to keep Korea beautiful. His breathing's down to counts of 3s. His eyes are probably watery, given the blurred lines of everything. Or maybe the booze finally, actually hit his system.

Alcohol's a depressant, after all. Because he clearly needed the help in that front.]
Look-- no foolin'. I did this already and I lost my marbles 'cause of it.

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