Will snorted in amusement. He hadn't heard about that particular date, but he wasn't surprised. Pampered brats probably never knew what hit 'em.
God, it had been so long since he'd done a real job. Not since the one that had landed him in prison. None of the jobs after prison counted; they'd all been for profit, and he'd been... fuckfuckfuck don't touch that thought now, leave it alone.
"Rob from the rich, give to the poor. Don't say nothing in the code about bedtimes, sorry," Will smirked.