He’s excited—a feeling he encounters and embraces regularly—but he knows showing it too much will send the man he’s visiting on a path to ignoring him for the rest of his stay. True, Hank might shut the door in his face even if he’s not chipper and open, as his nature demands he be, but it’s been so long since they’ve talked ( let alone actually seen each other ) and with all the news about the things happening in Detroit…
He has to come, doesn’t he? As a brother, it’s his obligation. He likes to believe that Hank would do the same if their situations were reversed, but maybe he’s just being optimistic.
Regardless, it’s without a doubt an excuse that he can use to swing by for a visit. There’s no way he could be approaching the door as he is without a valid reason; Hank doesn’t really do company, as far as he knows, and even less so when the guest is someone he doesn’t really like. But Larry still believes that their bond as siblings can push past those differences. One day, anyway.
So, with an honest smile on his lips, he knocks on the same door he’s known his brother to be hiding behind for years now. It’s not as nice as the door that opened upon a family in days past, but it’s still home. Even if Hank has lost the life he was trying to build, as long as Larry is still around he’ll never be truly alone.
He just hopes Hank sees it that way, too.
“Haaaaaaaaaank!” He calls through the solid door in front of him. No doubt his brother is sleeping the day away—his car is here so there’s good chance he is, as well—and waking him up from this distance might be futile. “Wish he’d get an android already—”
Fat chance of that happening, especially now.
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