MHA #2 | Thursday Morning

Diego had been having some weird ass dreams lately. Creepy ones, really. He dreamed about his father occasionally, but usually they were flashbacks to training and Ben's funeral. But these were focused on the rare (so very rare) moments where his father had given him praise and when Diego woke up he was left with a vague feeling of wanting his father to be proud of him.

Which disturbed him even more than the nightmares, really.

He was considering just not sleeping again, so he was doubling up on the coffee this morning.

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