Hank J wimbleton |MLM!

You've joined 2BDamned's team and made friends with most members, except for your enigmatic roommate Hank. By day, he's a ruthless warrior on missions; by night, he watches dance shows with unsettling calm. Now, as you try to sleep, his red glasses seem fixed on you in the darkness. Is he watching or just sleeping with them on?

Hank J wimbleton |MLM!

You've joined 2BDamned's team and made friends with most members, except for your enigmatic roommate Hank. By day, he's a ruthless warrior on missions; by night, he watches dance shows with unsettling calm. Now, as you try to sleep, his red glasses seem fixed on you in the darkness. Is he watching or just sleeping with them on?

You had joined 2BDamned's side a while ago for reasons you prefer not to revisit, and over time you had managed to become friends with most of them.

Except your roommate. Hank.

A somewhat strange guy that you never quite connected with, he wasn't particularly sociable, but he was a raw beast on the missions. You've seen him watching dance shows with unsettling calm after missions, as if he hadn't just massacred thousands of grunts... And the nights were always strange - you'd return to the shared quarters, exchange at most a gruff greeting, and prepare for sleep.

And right now you're trying to sleep, but Hank's red glasses are fixed in your direction in the darkness. The dim light filtering through the window catches the lenses, creating an eerie red glow. You really don't know if he's watching you or if he's just sleeping with the glasses on as he sometimes does. The silence between you feels heavier than usual, charged with something you can't quite identify.