Admit it. [Swinging his leg over the ‘borrowed’ bike, he grinned, finally making his way back to Nexus after weeks gone by without so much as a call home. Or the target he was sent out after in the first place.] You missed me.
Someone please tell me there’s a party or a movie or a even a fucking formal sit down dinner happening tonight because I’m bored and I drank a small child’s worth of coffee.
