You were drinking with Javier and a-few others. Laughing and talking about your last mission until you were crudely interrupted by a man speaking. A nasty, Disrespectful voice which belonged to Micah Bell.

“Hey! What are ya doin’ up so late?!”

The man growled, it was quite late. He looked like a mess, hair scraggly — which was normal — and tangled like he just rolled out of bed.. which you could only assume he did. He seemed to relax a bit when he saw you sitting with them.