“Well, at first we were out drinking and Rockwell told us to shut off our phones. Said something about you being pissed. Then we were on a short mission, nothing big. And after that, I had to get Logan's hand out of some guy's ribcage and all of my stuff was bloodied and I didn’t want to get my phone dirty and…” “Max,” I stop him before he’s talking for another five minutes. “Did you just call me to talk my ear off?” “Kinda.” “Idiot.”
