"Hey, this is Riggins. Not here right now so leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can."

BEEP!

When Riggins didn't get a phone call from Street last night after the football game, he knew something had gone wrong last night. He figured the Panthers lost, maybe the fullback they got to replace Riggins fucking sucked, who knows, but something had to have happened for Jason not to call right after. He promised Tim he would, after all. It's not like Dillon was big or tech savvy enough to have a website up for Riggins to look up. And he was starting to get really fucking tired of everyone ignoring his calls.

He was in the middle of dialing Tyra again when his phone lit up with his brother's number on the screen. "Billy, man, finally. I've been trying to call everybody. What happened last night?"

( And cut to save your FL from a phone call )

[Establishyyyyy. Events taken from FNL 1x01. I meant to do this yesterday but I forgot]

"We don't have all day, Tim," Billy said. He was leaning against his old beat up truck, arms crossed over his chest and looking down at his little brother with a frown. "I want to get out of Texas at least before we get a hotel for the night."

Tim, who was sitting on the front stoop of the house, didn't look up when he addressed his brother. He kept his head low, staring down into his beer bottle. "He said he'd be here so he'll be here."

"Yeah, I don't doubt that, but when?"

( Tim sighed. 'I don't know. Soon.' )

[NFI, NFB. OOC okay! Some of the dialogue taken from FNL 1x01 "Pilot". I got way too carried away and tl;dr with this which is just...weird for me. Sorry for you non-FNL watchers for all the nicknames. Everybody's got about 4 different ones on the show]

What's this? Another bad boy coming from Sam? You must be so surprised!

Ah-ha! But this one is different. This one is a poor.

I think I'm really growing as a person.

( Tim Riggins: Captain of the S.S. Tatas )