#i flat out laughed at the tacky scarf on the lampshade thing#things are in disarray but he did that on purpose#and hank was like ‘um charles#please no that’s terrible’#and charles just went on drinking and listening joan baez in the mood lighting#poor bb professor (via thedameloves)
“Uuugghhh, shield me from the sunlight, Haaaank.”
“Um, we’re indoors.”
“The sun! Hank, the sun!”
“That’s… That’s a lamp.”
“Haaaaaaank! My skin can’t take it. I’ll burn!”
“Yeah, can I just—Will you hand me that suspicious smelling cigarette your smoking? I think the sun will bother you less if you do.”
“No, it’s mine.”
“… uuuugh.”
“HAAAANK!”
Is that how that went? I think that’s how that went.
Bwahaha…poor Hank! This is exactly how it went I’m sure. I want more pre DOPF fic with Charles and Hank aka ‘The Adventures of the Hippy Prof and his Beleagured Genius Sidekick’