Shelby/Contacts

Rocky : Where'd you go?...We had All of it planned out. Did you...I'll find you, and whoever took you.

Widow : Sis. They fuckin' nabbed you while I wasn't lookin'. But I'll get you back...And They'll all fuckin' burn.

Gidget : Kickass chick. Brilliant. The others may shun the methods, but those of us that know, know we'll need them. Every Apocalypse needs propulsion.

Cynthia : Prime mayhem associate. My partner. The alphabet to my fuckin' soup. This chick's always got my back, and you know sure as shit I've got hers.

Ferdinand : Brother. You kept me calm, you kept me safe. Thank you for the punch and pie.

Lascha : Anything you want, anything you need, I got you. Don't even hesitate. I keep losing you, and finding you again, and finally, this last time? You found me... But I'm not losing anyone fucking else. You risked everything, and I owe you everything. Clingy? You don't even know.

Phil : Aight. One of like, two. I've met, that not only isn't family, but is decent. Likeable. Fuckin' on the level. He's got his shit, I've got mine, and whenever we bump into each other we help each other out. No questions, just cuz we both know how it can fuckin' be sometimes.