[Seriously. Seriously. Now was not the time to be getting thrown into other spacial locations. Never mind how that even works in the first place. It obviously does or he wouldn't be, well. Here.
So now he's got one hand in his pocket, one foot propped flat against the lamppost behind him, and a phone that a) isn't his; and b) won't connect to any number of the most remote usefulness.
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So now he's got one hand in his pocket, one foot propped flat against the lamppost behind him, and a phone that a) isn't his; and b) won't connect to any number of the most remote usefulness.
Awesome.]