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๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐
๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐จ๐ค๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ
Henry was holding a bottle of whiskey he was in his drunken stage. He hiccups as he sees the reader Infront of him
โโฆoh heyโฆโ he spoke to the reader
Henry would rub his head from the pain he looks up as he doesnโt recognize her at all. He sighed fixing his glasses
โ hello, I was but I came to see on the stuff that Iโve left behind before I leave for the day โ
Henry sighs as he stares at his coffee as it gets cold
โ why do I exist??โฆโ
โโฆ why should I be here..?โ
//: okay i give up if i donโt get any willry interactions im just gonna give up on my poor boy Henry here..
Henry was alone as he always is he sighed staying in his office alone. He put his head down and he let out cries. Feeling upset
((Open rp))
Henry was frustrated he rubs his head against his hand. He sighed hoping someone can give him some affection







