Hank: Boden get me a wet paper towel please now and a bucket
Boden runs out and runs back in with a wet paper towel and a bucket: here you go
Hank: thanks
Antonio hovers over the bucket and then he started to cry
Hank: it's ok bud he said while rubbing his back
Antonio lays back onto hanks lap
Hank places the wet paper towel on his forehead: try to get some sleep bud
Antonio falls asleep clutching his stomach really hard
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