[having spent countless nights on the waverider where at any given moment all hell can break loose, mick's gotten accustomed living on little sleep. it doesn't make him particularly happy, but it does mean that he hears the telltale sounds of someone attempting to break in before leonard ever hits his coffee table.
which is why he's bolting out of his bed and immediately grabbing his heat gun and ready to rip a new one into whomever has the gall to break into a criminal's home and disturb his slumber.
this is of course until he hears the hissed swear. mick knows that voice as well as his own. it's bounced around his head for years — literally and metaphorically — which is the only reason why len isn't burnt to a crisp on entry.
the gruff reply is in stark contrast to how happy mick is to see his favorite klepto.]
Why don't you use the door like a normal person, Len?
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which is why he's bolting out of his bed and immediately grabbing his heat gun and ready to rip a new one into whomever has the gall to break into a criminal's home and disturb his slumber.
this is of course until he hears the hissed swear. mick knows that voice as well as his own. it's bounced around his head for years — literally and metaphorically — which is the only reason why len isn't burnt to a crisp on entry.
the gruff reply is in stark contrast to how happy mick is to see his favorite klepto.]
Why don't you use the door like a normal person, Len?