ROB: Hey, Roadrunner. Checking in. Worried after getting your email. You okay?

JASON: Define okay.

ROB: Eating? Sleeping? Not going to do anything stupid?

JASON: Heh. You know me. I’m always doing stupid.

ROB: LOL, true. Seriously though.

JASON: Seriously? Don’t know. Can’t sleep. Still seeing Reyes when I try.

ROB: It’s not your fault.

JASON: Last night we were in a firefight and I shot Reyes instead of the enemy.

JASON: And then we were trying to save him, and we took off his helmet, and it was me.

ROB: Wow. That’s messed up. No wonder you can’t sleep.

JASON: TBH, it makes more sense than anything when I’m awake. I don’t know who the enemy is anymore.

JASON: Most of the time, I think it’s me.

ROB: Dude. You need to get help. Now. Go to the ER. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Just go there now. Do it. Please?

JASON: I don’t know.

ROB: I do. Trust me. Go now. Your family loves you. Heck, even I love you. Just go to the ER, okay?

JASON: Heh.

ROB: Go. NOW.

JASON: Yeah, okay.

ROB: I’m gonna check in on you tomorrow, okay?

JASON: Okay. Thanks, bro.

ROB: Hey, Roadrunner, me again. Checking in.

ROB: Jay, you okay?

ROB: Jason, call me.

ROB: Come on, Jay.

ROB: Don’t do this to me, bro.

ROB: DON’T MAKE ME CALL YOU, dude.

ROB: CALLING NOW, YOU BETTER PICK UP.