Who: Will Graham and Hannibal Lecter What: Damage control When: 1/20 or thereabouts! Where: Hannibal's office Rating: Likely PG13 or so for some disturbing imagery and blood. Will's dreams are not okay. Status: In progress
The day before his appointment, Will had not sleep-walked, but only because he hadn't slept. He'd lain awake, worrying that he'd sleepwalk. And yet, it had only led to a spiral of fear and worry. He'd sighed and simply gotten a triple espresso on his way to Dr. Lecter's office.
He was waiting in the anteroom now, trying his best to keep his hands from flapping. To flap in public was somehow embarrassing; a loss of control he didn't like to admit to, let alone experience. Hopefully he wouldn't have to wait long to go into the office proper, where he could relax a little more.