You know, every time Warren heard that voice, he couldn't help but grit his teeth. Maybe it was because he could only guess at what horrors Asher had thought up for him next.

Maybe he just didn't like being called 'bra.'

"Don't tell me. They've invented a way to cram fifteen chapters of poli-sci through osmosis, and I actually do get to go to bed before two, tonight?"

Warren should be so lucky.