Author’s note: Just a little drabble I threw together this morning. I surprised myself, exactly 100 words including the title. I’m usually too verbose for that. Hope you all enjoy it.
Liz dragged open the door and walked into Hellboy’s room.
“Hey, Red, how’s it going?” she said to the big, red guy crashed out on his old couch.
Looking up from the cartoon he was watching, he shrugged, “Wish some big, bad monster would start acting up. Kinda boring recently.”
Just as Liz was about to comment, the familiar alarm went off.
“Guess you got your wish,” she laughed.
Departing his room, they made their way to the usual briefing room.
As they walked in, Hellboy tried to ignore the empty chair where his father used to sit.
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