What an awful prank, Hanna. Will has the 2000s equivalent of a drug dealer's phone - walky-talky style, coated in industrial rubber.
4 thoughts on “#169 – wares”
By the end of this chapter, Will's gonna lay down a brutal percussion track over Scarborough Fair.
I mean, concussion.
Does Hanna secretly want to get Will a girlfriend so there's no mutual temptation?
And it would make that super annoying squawktweet sound in walkie-talkie mode.
Well he did find a girlfriend unfortunately.