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[rocketsmodernlife]

hey, eagle asshole, i gotta new comm unit. not mine. you get anything new recently?

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[nostalgiabomb]

-- No, I didn't. What the heck did you do? [ Because Peter is immediately assuming Rocket stole someone's comm device. ]

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[rocketsmodernlife]

Whaddya mean, what'd I do, I didn't do anything, I just got it.

[nostalgiabomb]

You just got a comm unit.

You know how that sounds, right?

Like, "No, officer, I didn't steal this dude's government-issued phone. It just dropped out of thin air!"

[rocketsmodernlife]

[ Yeah okay it sounds p suspicious but he's not gonna back down ]

You think if I was gonna steal one I'd come ask you if you got one too?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ ... alright, that's actually a fair point. ]

Okay, fine. Whose is it, then?

[rocketsmodernlife]

Some shmuck called Captain Metropolis. Doesn't look like he's still here anymore, so I don't really know where this came from.

[nostalgiabomb]

Captain Metropolis? What a shitty name.

What're you plannin' on doing with it?

[rocketsmodernlife]

I don't even know what to do with it. I can see all his shit, but what am I supposed to do with private massages from a guy who isn't here to blackmail?

[nostalgiabomb]

-- Wow. Dude. That's-- kinda messed up that your head immediately went there.

I dunno. Maybe you can get some kinda reward for turning it in?

[rocketsmodernlife]

[ is that not what you do when you find someone's shit? man that seems like. second nature to him. ]

You thought I stole it. How'm I s'posed t'turn it in without them thinkin' I stole it too?

[nostalgiabomb]

Well, I thought you stole it because you're you.

But, you know. Maybe the authorities would, like, be less suspicious. Or something.

-- I dunno, man.