"Scooch over, 𝗙𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗮 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘆. You do know the one with the popcorn needs the most space, right?" Some odd movie about a giant attacking Japan was on. That definitely wasn't his main concern.

"NYC's snowfall is amazing cover. Can turn into anyone when I pass a mound."

"The ratio of blue mutants vs non-blue mutants is too low."

"So nice buying Felicia's credit card to buy pizza. Very handy."

Twerks as the reader.

"You're all boring."

"Christmas time is always fun."

"Hits always fall prey to the same santa outfits. These dudes see a nice pair of legs and BAM. Dead."

"Or how hot I am."

"Black Cat did that the other night. It was pretty hot."

"I'm sure you're into some crazy shit, too!"

Reminds me of someone...

// This is why Raze is the best half brother.

She's pretty warm.

Great, the even older dog is around.

What a slut!

The spot next to 𝗙𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗮 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘆 was empty that next morning. The air in his flat was filled with bacon grease and the sound of his air fryer cooking some pre-rolled biscuits. Raze was well at work in front of the stove.

"Just want to hear the sound of my air fryer right now..."

You just figuring that out now?

"What to do..."