Doc holds up a phone. “Also, your parents have been calling nonstop. Do you wanna talk to them?” Again, I hear the door slamming behind me. Time to slam one right back. “Fuck no.” Doc nods and takes the phone off hold, turning on her heel to head back down the hall. “No, she can’t come to the phone right now. Yeah, superhero stuff. I know, I know, kids these days. Anyhow, have you considered getting a lawyer? Restraining orders can be so embarrassing…”
