This would soon become the worst night of Hannibal’s life.

( The club was one he hadn't been to before... )

It was hard living in a city where you barely knew anyone. Hannibal had been feeling antsy and full of pent up energy since Monday and he hadn't been able to shake it despite vigorous workouts, job interviews and...other things. It had gotten to the point where, when the pizza man asked him how he was last night, the pizza man heard far more than ( Read more... )

There was only so long a guy could hang out with his parents before he decided he had to get out of there. For Hannibal, he'd hit about two weeks before deciding that was it for him. He'd packed a bag, kissed his mother goodbye, begged his father for some money and then caught a bus ( Read more... )

All good things had to come to an end and Hannibal supposed this was it for him. Angela had gone last night and he'd spent most of the night packing his things and getting ready to leave himself ( Read more... )

After his shift at work, Hannibal usually spent Thursdays sleeping. Why he was up and out already, he didn't know. All he knew was that he needed coffee. So, he was trudging towards JGOB, intent on caffeine and chocolate ( Read more... )

Sometimes, a guy just needed to stay in bed till late. Even if he wasn't asleep (anymore), Hannibal hadn't managed to make it out of bed yet. He just didn't seen the need when he'd done his work for the week and was now free to do jack all ( Read more... )

A prom last night had meant after prom plans and those after prom plans always turned out so nicely for Hannibal. He'd even done the dance initiating last night, asking and dancing without nary a complaint in sight. So, the after prom plans had been even better ( Read more... )

Seriously, what did I just finish? IDK. Anyway, it's everyone else's fault.

( Five Times GODZILLA Hooked Up with The Kraken )

So, there was a dance tomorrow. Wasn't anything new for Hannibal. He'd been to dances before and would probably go again but it was kind of hitting him that this was one of the last ones he'd go to while on the island. He couldn't believe a damn dance was making him melancholy. Couple that with thoughts of graduation intruding more frequently ( Read more... )

There were a lot of things banging around in Hannibal's mind but he'd resolutely pushed them aside on his walk back from class (and the facepalming over ending up in that class was never going to end). Once he'd gotten back to his room, his mind more on finding something to eat and entertaining himself. The dilemma of food was solved in the form ( Read more... )