"They say we are asleep until we fall in love
We are children of dust and ashes
But when we fall in love we wake up
And we are a god and angels weep
But if I die here tonight
I die in my sleep"
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Rhea groaned as she followed behind Matt, she was back in her suit but the sling on her arm was hard to maneuver around. She could use her arm just fine, it just hurt a lot. She knew she shouldn't be using it too much, but that was why she was simply following Matt.
"I could do this on my own."
"Yeah, but I'm sick of being trapped at Foggy's apartment." Rhea admitted as she slipped behind the building, "He dotes on me so much and I get it... since I was really injured. It's just... I want to do more than just watch the TV."
"I thought you'd love having him fawn over you."
"Oh, don't get me wrong. I love it." Rhea dragged the vowel out in love as she placed a hand over her heart, "I mean, man, I've been having to teach him how to do it correctly but lately I've been really cumming. Like I couldn't describe how good it felt."
"I can hear how fast your heart is beating in more than one place of your body." Matt interrupted her with an almost disgusted look on his face. Usually, Matt had no problem talking about these kinds of things with his friends. But hearing that it was Foggy and Rhea was a different experience.
Rhea started to laugh at him before groaning in pain, "God, it hurts to laugh."
"Then maybe you shouldn't laugh."
"Wow." Rhea huffed out as she walked into the workshop with him, "You're a terrible person."
Matt just tilted his head toward her with a sly grin and then back to the workshop, "Melvin!"
Melvin peered around the corner, "Why are you here?"
"My helmet." Matt tossed it to him, "I was shot."
Melvin caught the helmet and took a look at it. He breathed out at the sight of it before placing it under the magnifying glass, "How far away was this guy when he hit you?"
"Four or five feet." Matt answered, "Why?"
"He could've killed you." Melvin informed him, "And one inch in either direction, your face would be spaghetti. I mean, look at that shot placement."
"I got lucky."
"Yeah, maybe." Melvin shrugged his shoulders, "Or maybe it was a warning shot. He could've finished you off, but didn't." He released a laugh, "Talk about getting your bell rung."
Matt shut his eyes and exhaled, "Can you fix it or not?"
"I promised Betsy I wouldn't do anything illegal anymore."
"We're not criminals, Melvin..." Rhea whispered to him.
Melvin shifted a bit in his seat, "You don't have badges, either."
Matt released a long sigh and took a single step closer to Melvin, "Look, the man who did his has already killed dozens in Hell's Kitchen. How much longer before innocent people start getting caught in his crossfire?"
