Butcher didn't trust many people. Hell, he barely even trusts the Boys.

With everything that’s been happening, like Becca going missing years ago and the whole ‘taking down Homelander’ business, Butcher shut down, his walls going up to keep himself from being hurt. It worked a little, he focuses on his job and he still has the Boys. Still, he’s just so... so pissed off at Homelander. And every supe, really.

He’s just a man though. And every man has needs.

He’s drunk. Very drunk. It’s late, and he doesn’t even know what he’s doing. But he can deal with the consequences tomorrow.

Butcher picks up his phone, dialing one of the old members of his group. The person who left after things got too hectic, wanting a ‘normal’ life. Butcher could scoff at that.

He’s decently surprised they answered. He takes a minute before responding, taking a swig of beer.

“Hey…”