Monday Morning Hannigram Coffee Drabble for You...
Hannibal turned over, accidentally kicking Anaïs off the bed.
“I’m sorry, darling,” he says as she jumps back on and stares with reproach.
Just then Will enters the bedroom with two cups of coffee, two dogs at his feet. His hair a bedraggled mess, pajama pants dragging across the floor, wearing a stretched out David Bowie t-shirt.
And as Will climbs back into bed, coffee cup carefully handed over, Hannibal looks around to assess what his life has become. Dogs chasing one another, cat licking herself, Will smiling – glasses low on his nose – and Hannibal realizes he’s never been happier.