— Jules || Advantage 🏳️‍⚧️

Rough timing. But isn’t it always with lives like theirs? Phone call’s picked up, Wren’s voice answering quietly. “Hello?”

“My memory’s not /that/ bad, Dante.” First honest joke he’s made in ages. It feels good to hear from someone familiar instead of stewing in his issues alone. “Works for me. Can’t remember the last time I did something normal like that.”

It’s been a while now since the incident. He’s still attending physical therapy— getting to a better point, slowly but surely. But he can’t help wondering what’s next. Will he return to the “masked hero” lifestyle? Is he even cut out for it? After what happened, he doubts he is.

“Way ahead of you, buddy.” Good thing he keeps a nice, cold bottle stashed away with his powers. Nobody ever said he had to use them for pure altruism. “See you soon, then?”

collab of the century

Too broke and in too much chronic pain for Halloween this year. Call him again in another 365 days.

He’s still in physical therapy. Still got chronic pains and headaches. His joints still click like they’re broken. His eyesight’s still shot. He should be glad he even landed an interview for an article. He should ignore the sirens outside. …but what the hell? Only live once.