ofhumxnism-deactivated20160316: "Let me spoil you Dr. Bloom. A date, perhaps, to the opera?"

silentlymunchingcorpses:

florare:

image

                   ”In the mist of everything, you want to go on a date?” The brunette pondered the idea, and it felt light on her chest. Perhaps something like this would be..nice, relieving, almost.

                                                         ”      I have lesson plans.”

Hannibal cocked his head. “Then not a date. Dinner. Beer and sandwiches and friendly conversation.”

image

Alana felt a pang of guilt flood into her chest, it seemed he truly wanted to do something, if not anything with her.

                     "Fine.“ Her brow raised as a small smirk stepped onto her lips.

And let’s face it, she did need it. Both companionship and the liquor.

image
HW