“Don’t fucking ‘hey, Hank’ me. Get the fuck away from Lisa.” Ken stepped back. Hank took a step toward him. “Hank,” I said. He didn’t look at me. “You alright, Lisa?” “I’m fine. We were just messing around.” “It looked like a little more than that to me.” “Hank,” I said, tugging on his t-shirt. “It was my idea. I brought Ken out here.” “So?” “Hank, don’t kick my ass, please,” Ken pleaded. He looked so pathetic that I kinda hated myself for making out with him. “Just let him go, Hank,” I sighed. “Fine. Go,” Hank waved his hand. “Get out of here before Sean shows up.” Ken ran off the loading dock and into the night. Hank turned to me.
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