Heroism and hate {Anubis drew x reader}

Supply and demand

You hated where you lived

In the city you lived in things were always falling apart the heroes did their job and then they go about their lives like repair isn't necessary between the anti-hero protests and the almost constant fight to end the scourge of robots things have been a little more chaotic but it seems things are settling down

oh to be able to clasp your hands over your ears and ignore it like every body else you wish you could drown it out with music just something other than the wreckage of the world around you

You were just trying to sleep everybody else seemed to get used to the noise not you

It was 6 am and the constant crashing would've been enough to make a normal person scream to the top of their lungs

You merely groaned and slowly ripped yourself from your bed your feet clumsily hitting carpet as you wobbled toward the mirror rubbing at your eyes as you tried to blindly fix your messy hair

You looked rough and now that you think about it you don't remember the last time you have gotten up in a while.

But now, you looked like you hadn't taken care of yourself at all

Yikes..

It's going to take you awhile to fix this mess

As you combed through your hair you thought about the new damage repairs and construction that would be overtaking your building now due to the hole in the right side of the building might as well cue the loud construction and loud ass beeping now. It was never the construction workers fault though right now it would be easy to get a job in construction because of demand for construction workers for obvious reasons

Oh to keep up with the demand

______

Anubis had been busy on west side of the city doing what he does best

But his shift ended early today due to the extra back up which he wasn't complaining about

Things were finally getting better on the robot front

Drew tried to make more of an effort to speak to people, to smile, to laugh but it all came out looking as good as his acting

Really bad...

Drew couldn't smile on cue or openly fake a laugh his team made it even more noticeable they all encouraged each other to be themselves but if he were himself he would surely come off as arrogant and rude right?

There was really nothing to do but go home now the other people in his profession were mostly very talkative and bubbly

If it wasn't for his... peculiar looks he would blend into the background like a post but with the noise of the city how could his voice be louder than the would around him? It was nearly impossible to meet any kind of expectations or demand

As he walked the main street he couldn't help but think about the damage he saved yet caused to the city

The job of a hero is to eliminate demand of one

Many hero's see it as a job

But as long as inflation keeps inflating and demand keeps on demanding

life will never return to what it was

The world was now modified for demand