Connor finding an old Nokia 3310 in Hank’s stuff, making a quick search about it and asking Hank why he kept a phone this old.
“It never let me down. It’s still working, you know. We went through so many shit together. Shame they don’t make SIM that I can use with it anymore.”
Connor can see Hank has some sort of affection for this small, obsolete machine… and somehow sees it as a rival.
*throws the phone on the wall*
*phone bounces back in his face*
*needs to find an excuse for the bruise on his forehead*
