"Yeah, well. I know your love of hacking into super-secret facilities, especially when you're stressed, but yeah." He sighs. "I know. I just... I'm overwhelmed and I don't really know what I'm doing. Artie's playing the same damn song all the time, Pete's leaving crumbs around, Helena's pulling away, and you're stress hacking at midnight. What the fuck am I supposed to do?"
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