HANNIBAL PROBABLY NEEDS CLOSE TO TEN HOURS OF SLEEP EVERY NIGHT, HE IS NOT AN AVERAGE LABORER, I KNOW THAT’S HOW BEZOS AND AMAZON THOUGHT AND BELIEVED OF ME, A LABORER, I WOULD MANAGE HANNIBAL MUCH DIFFERENTLY AND I WOULDN’T EXPLOIT HIM LIKE ALL YOU PRETEND WANNA-BE’S! AND SHUT THESE FUCKING MORONS UP IN MY HEAD! ARE YOU MY FATHER?! ARE YOU MY BROTHER?! ARE YOU ZOHAN, ARE YOU FBI, MARVIN, THEN SHUT-THE-FUCK UP! STOP HUFFING! GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP! HANNIBAL JUST HUFFED GASSED ME! IT MEANS HE’S NOT THINKING STRAIGHT! GET THIS FUCKING CROWD OUT OF MY GODDAMN HOUSE!

HANNY DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY TO ME SOMETIMES?! THAT’S OK, SOMETIMES A PERSON IS JUST MEANT TO BE THERE, TO THEY DON’T HAVE TO GET UP, OR MOVE AROUND, OR LOOK AWAY, THERE JUST MEANT TO BE THERE IN THAT MOMENT.

TIME TO TUCK ALL THE KIDDIE-CAT CHILDREN INTO BED, MAKE SURE THEY’VE SHOWERED OR BATHED, BRUSHED THEIR HAIR, BRUSHED THEIR TEETH, PUT ON FRESH JAMMIES, AND GOTTEN INTO BED, FOR THE PARENTS, ME, TO TELL THE KIDDIE-CATS THEIR BEDTIME STORIES, TUCK THE CHILDREN INTO BED, MAKE SURE THEIR PILLOWS ARE FLUFFED THE WAY THEY LIKE, MAKE SURE THEIR COVERS ARE TUCKED IN AT THEIR SIDES, TURN THE LIGHTS DOWN JUST SO, GENTLY BRUSH THEIR HAIR FROM THEIR FOREHEAD AS YOU TELL THEM THEIR BEDTIME STORY, AND THEY DRIFT PEACEFULLY INTO THE LAND OF HUM-BA-LALA.