"Oh yeah, happens every fuckin' day." It was hard to say whether he was being a sarcastic asshole, or actually sincere. He masked both sides of the coin pretty damn well.

If Alexander wasn't already so used to being manhandled and thrown about in worse situations, he seemed like one of those types who'd just fall apart right then and there. Yeah, it was that bad.

Also, "scrapyard"?

"Fine. Water. Sounds good. I'll just... sit, hahaha..."

Fuck this day and fuck his life.

"On second thought, you got a cigarette?"