Nick Fury shares. He's nice like that. (

[ Nick takes a look at Shepard's report and decides, after five seconds of deliberation and another three seconds of speed-reading the rant, that she owes him about another fifteen drinks.

Because... really, Shepard? Really?

This is Director Fury you're dealing with, not some idiot General with his nose stuck all the way up his rear end. She ain't getting any cookies. If she's lucky, her half-crazy sounding rant won't earn her a psyche eval.

In fact, since Rogers already ruined his meeting-free week, he goes ahead and schedules one so he can talk to Shepard face-to-face.

All he wanted was one motherfucking week. One week, but no. Damn you, Orange County. ]

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