PetraPunk

I stared at them through the dawning realization that they lived in a world where that was remotely possible. “My phone is on do not disturb if I’m sleeping. Why would I let random texts wake me up? My sleep is important.”

Equally baffled they replied, “What if someone at work needs you?”

“I am not a manager. No one at work will ever need me badly enough to interrupt my sleep. If I’m not working then there’s no reason to be calling me.”

“Not even if you need to cover?”

I laughed, “I don’t need to cover. They could ask me to cover but good luck getting ahold of me if I’m sleeping.”

They looked distressed at this idea.

To console them I added, “I have important people like my mom and my wife set to override. If they call they get through no matter what.”

There was a small pause before they asked, “You can do that…?”

Littlebottom: They're chanting "ACAB", Detritus. It means "All Coppers Are Bastards"

Detritus: Heh. Well, they ain't wrong. I know I am, and Mister Vines would say he is.

Littlebottom: What about Carrot?

(thinking at Troll Speed)

Detritus: Well, ok. But then again... Nobby is bastard enough for two coppers.

Very precise Ahnk-Morporkian rioters: ACAOTAOBE!*

The Crew is boisterous and loud, full of traitors, inside jokes, and secrets. The scum of the Fire Nation. The forgotten tiles on the Empire's Pai Sho board. The ones who change the game.

But most importantly—they're a family. And no matter how much they complain about their boss (teenage menace that he is), they'll do anything for their Prince.

Anything.

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