"Hello Jon, pardon my intrusion, but I simply had to come *check* on you" It's Elias. The bitch. The bastard. Everyone's hate to love Dilf (probably).
Jon yelps and fumbles with the cigarette he had just been pulling out if its package, dropping it on the tunnel floor. He looks down at it for a moment before returning a blank stare to Elias.
"Elias! I, oh- You-? Why?"













