The two owners of a Bangladesh garment factory who are facing homicide charges for a 2012 fire that killed 112 workers surrendered to a court Sunday, and were denied bail.
The factory outside the capital, Dhaka, produced clothing for big retailers including Walmart. It had no emergency exits and its location in a narrow alley prevented firefighters from responding quickly to the deadly blaze in November 2012, said prosecutor Anwarul Kabir Babul.
Hannibal was not one to indulge in impulses often. Fine
wine, food, music, murder? Yes, but impulsive actions? No, defiantly not. So the fact
that he was currently on his way to Wolf Trap with an impulsive buy sitting in
his passenger seat was sight to behold, though not many would appreciate the
sights rarity if they did see it.
was not quite sure how it happened exactly, he had been leaving one of his favorite
wine shops when he had passed by a little shop. The windows filled with
shinning babuls and Christmas lights but one thing caught his eye and the thought
of Will Graham immediately came to his mind. Before he knew it he was in the store
buying the tiny trinket for his darling empath. Hannibal had a passing thought
to just throw it away after and never think on it again, but if he was to be impulsive
then he might as well go all the way.
is why he was now pulling up to Will Grahams house, waking to the door, being bombarded
with canines, before seeing Will’s perpetually tired face. Hannibal never plans
how his breath ketches at the sight of the younger man, it always just does,
with no permission from Hannibal what so ever.
didn’t expect to see you today? Is everything alright?” Will’s eyes locked with
his for a brief moment taking in as much as he could to determine the
situation. Hannibal drank in the sight of them whilst he could.
hesitated for one moment, which was more odd than anything else that had happened
in years, before deciding to just get it over with. “Yes everything is fine. I
just saw this and thought of you.” Hannibal held out the small box with the
shops logo on it, “Merry Christmas, Will.”
face was one of shock before he hesitantly reached out and took the box from Hannibal’s
hand. He slowly opened it, being careful not to tear the box, before giving a
light gasp. He reached in and slowly pulled out an ornament that looked
shockingly like Winston. The light reflected on the dog ornament sending light
across the empath. Will’s eyes were wide with delight, a smile slowly brightening
his face more than Hannibal had ever seen.
got this for me?” it was a redundant question but still Hannibal nodded, his
own delight obviously showing on his face.
blink Hannibal had his arms full of Will Graham, the smell of pine and dog
filling his senses. It didn’t last long, Will scrambling away embarrassed,
thanking him for the gift, inviting him in for horrible instant coffee. All in
all Hannibal thought it went well, maybe he will indulge in his impulses more
Day 2 done *dusts off hands dramatically* This can take place in season 1 or in an AU verse whatever its up to you. XD