[h1][center][b][u][color=fff79a]Stretch[/color][/u][/b][/center][/h1]

Zachary was lying on his too-small couch, his head upside-down as it hung off one of the armrests while his body was bent in an L-shape so that his legs would hang off the back of the couch. The TV he was watching was also upside-down, so as to accommodate his perspective, not that there was anything good to watch right now. The show he was watching was a documentary about the Misfits, a group of ragtag heroes who had saved Castleburg just as many times as they had destroyed it. It was something he had already seen, so he was only half-paying attention to it while also scrolling through his phone. Sadly, there was also little in the way of interesting recent events. There was something about a train accident and terrorists being involved, but few details were given. Zachary sighed, lethargic with boredom. 

The documentary had just gotten to an interview with Sir E. Brum when it began to ring. Caller ID didn't list the number, so it was likely a call from work. [i][color=fff79a]Finally, something to do,[/color][/i] Stretch thought as he put the phone to his ear. "[color=fff79a]Y'ello y'ello? Talk to me,[/color]" Stretch lazily greeted the caller. "[color=fff79a]Uh-huh. Yeah. Sure. Oooo, that's not good,[/color]" He nodded as the details came in. A new mission had come, something about an fighting club oopsie and how the team needed to capture the manager. "[color=fff79a]Alrighty then, I'll be there.[/color]" Hanging up, he straightened himself up and made his way to a drawer. He then began to rummage through it, picking out the equipment he would need to be ready for his upcoming mission.