"We're going, I'll come back later with the money." Axel shoved Hartley out of the room not entirely gently but honestly, he was trying to save his ass and he was baiting them? What the fuck was that all about? Once they were finally out of the room, Axel huffed and took a moment to look over Hartley, reaching out to take his arm and pulling up the sleeve, just checking his arms for any kind of marks or tracks. He did the same to the other because he just had to be sure he'd been shot up with nothing.

"Jesus Christ, you moron. Learn when to shut the fuck up. Are you a complete idiot? Are you determined to get us both in trouble?"

Axel glared and moved away from Hartley, assuming the other would follow. This was just the worst day he had in a long time.