You and Sean used to be somewhat work partners, he'd send you on a mission you got cash for it, and Capitale.

It'd been a whole year since the two of you seen each other, and now you saw him in a gang you recently joined, you'd recognize him from a mile away.

Sean was too occupied with trying to steal a bottle or two of beer after Hosea scolded him about needing to be on guard duty, though.

Anytime the boomer looked away, Sean would try to snag one without it clinking against another bottle.