He deleted the text thread from Mercury promptly.

Oh. He's. Pretty.

It's not a date.

If Torchwick lays a hand on him, I tear his jaw off.

You're doing most of that yourself. I'm just a reminder. Move wisely, Torchwick.

Zephyr, I made a few extra burgers tonight. Figured you'd be happy to eat them. They're out on the kitchen counter if you want them--just make sure they get refrigerated if you're not eating them tonight.

You're welcome, kid. Don't choke. I can make more if you want some.

...He's the only person in this place who actually likes my burgers...

... never a quiet night around here, huh.

Wait. Is he. Talking about me?

[clears throat]

[Winter ♂ Schnee ] Hazel was awake early, the sky darker than usual in the early morning. He had a small duffel bag slung over his shoulder as he stood by their departing ship. He hadn't been nervous before a mission in a long time. Winter was changing that. He waited patiently.

Ripped another shirt...

Yes. I can crush anything between my thighs. No. I won't.

I'll punch a kid, I don't give a fuck.

I am the line.

Good.