[Mmmhmhm, there we are. He sends one last text.]

You're too quick to anger, my dear boy. Be careful not to hurt yourself, hmm~?

[A door opens at the mouth of the alley and a few men -- tall, bulky, tattooed -- step out. He was beginning to wonder whether it was worth covering their living expenses just to keep up this little snare, but oh, it's well worth it now.]

But since you seem to be so attached...why don't I do you a favor? I'm sure he'll be glad to have your company, yes?