// warren only gets into places bc of hypno /lh
hypno gets invited to things and takes warren as his 'plus one'
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he's putting me on that damn couch tonight ( πβοΈ )
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I HATE the dog bed . . smells like dog. ( π’ )
[ Side eyeing Repo. ]
Hypno decided the next heist was 'perfect family time'. [ Patting down his suit. ] Been working sooo hard on 'reconnecting with his estranged daughter'. Psht. Should be paying attention to ME.
// warren having an ex wife and kid is so funny to me you know that was a loveless marriage between him and a model
[ . . blank stare. Slow nod. ]
. . yes? My problems are the problems of everyone, obviously.
( Jeez, talk about slow. )
He deflates in annoyance at her returned dismissal, fixing her with a glare.
" β Then tell her it's / important /, obviously. Y'know. Bad guy to bad guy."
Oh.
He's stunned. Standing, staring, at his daughter. What was his ex wifes name again β ? Unimportant.
Clearing his throat, Warren coughs into his fist, ignoring the way his eyes seem to start glistening.
" . . well. Nice to know my kid got MY good looks."
Her fists are clenched, almost *shaking*. She /HATES/ when he comes to the hotel. So, So Much.
He would be a stain in the walkway or on the wall if she had a say about it.
" No Visitors. Her office is Closed. "
βοΈβππ₯πππ.
Scoffing! He's waving a dismissive hand at her, eyes even rolling.
"Yeah, yeah, but I'm no mere / visitor /, I'm THE Warren Stone, the best newscaster the world has ever seen. AND β !" A dramatic point of his finger to the sky! " β The turtles GREATEST foe!"
