"Hey can you come over? The chickens escaped."

"What chickens? It's two am, man!" Matt groaned into the phone, rubbing his forefinger and thumb between his eyebrows. "Not that I was asleep or anything."

"Can you just come over? I need some help putting chickens back into the pen and you're the only one I know who's up at this god forsaken hour."

"What told you I was up?" Matt shoved the textbook he was reading under his bed and paused the holo-vid.

"Matt these chickens are all climbing trees."

"I'm coming calm your titties."