Jealousy Isn't A Good Look On You

chapter 120

Although the look on her face was determined, the rest of her body seemed to have turned into jello.

I sighed, "All right, why don't we discuss that inside." I said and gestured for her to follow me into the apartment.
Once inside, I closed the door and announced I'd change into something more comfortable.
I returned in uniform, and we sat down at the kitchen table.

"Go on." I stated firmly.

She exhaled deeply. It was almost visible how the gears in her head were turning. "Okay, so some PR dude cane up to me and talked about some type of crazy campaign." She began. It took me a minute before remembering that I had ordered Mitch from PR to do that. I nodded, and she continued. "He said you ordered him to come up with something?" She questioned.

"Yeah. I feel like there has not been enough activity concerning your last campaign, so I thought, why not try something new." I explained.

"So it wasn't your idea to have me going around supporting anti homless benches?" She asked.

"What now?" I shook my head. "No. Absolutely not. I told Mitch to come up with something big but not turn you into a fucking anti homless bitch. I mean, we're the seven...what the hell." I explained.

"Okay. So I obviously won't do that." She stated.

"Of course not. We're not some sort of hate club. We're heroes damnit." I cursed. "How about you turn Mitch's shit idea into something usable. Like 'Starlight helps the homeless'... maybe a shelter in your name and colors?" I offered.

"I see what you're getting at. Yeah. I'll bring that up next time." Starlight sighed and left my apartment.

I walked around the apartment, remembering that I had left my phone on the roof. I walked back and tried to find it in the darkening light.
I finally found it scratched and cracked under the gravel and decided to bring that down to IT in hopes they could take care of it.
Before being able to go down, I saw something else shine under the gravel. As I got closer, it stopped shining. It was a USB stick.