Micky tried to swallow a lump in his throat, but it felt like his airway was closing up. He couldn't breathe. What the hell?

"Mick? Are you okay, man?"

Micky looked at Peter and nodded, but he was getting red in the face. Peter sighed and, after Micky's affirmation that he was 'okay,' seemed oblivious to anything that was wrong.

"I don't want you hanging out with Nesmith, man. I should've warned you sooner...he's dangerous. Especially after what happened with Samantha—"

Micky fainted.