Listen here, Speedy, some of us don't immediately start running when we gotta get places. Couple that with me having been still sitting on the bed at the time, yeah. I hadn't opened the door. Have now and I'm a little concerned, and sorta impressed, that the coffee's piping hot.
Did you actually run this here? Jesus T. Christ.
Thanks. I seriously needed this. [...]
I've been to Manhattan. Granted that was back in my twenties but I was there for three months. This place might look-it but it's wrong. Wonky. Like an alien decided to copy the landscape but forgot that details matter so they misplaced entire blocks.
Then again, why the fuck am I even surprised it's like that since, apparently, teleportation and, I don't know, interdimensional kidnapping is a thing here.