/ dropping a starter!
HEROES ALWAYS LEFT A VILE TASTE IN BRICK JOJO'S MOUTH. Whether it be the bratty ones from his own city to the ones in others, those stuck up pricks in their spandex panties just flicked a switch inside of the boy.
So, when he was being hassled by yet, another goddamn /girl/, proclaiming to save the city from his wretched evil, all he could do was roll his eyes. Of course, she didn't say it like that at all, but that's what he heard in his head whenever these assholes spoke. It was the same goddamn line every time. When were they going to switch things up a little bit?
Brick, who just wanted some extra cash, shoved his hands into the front pockets of his hoodie as he eyed the girl feet away from him. Could he take her? Well, it was depending on if she were a superhuman, like him. He had met a few heroes who had no powers whatsoever and were reliant on technology. Now THAT was a pathetic excuse for a hero. Besides that whole thing, Brick so carelessly closed his eyes and sighed out loud, "Can you shut up so I can beat your ass and get back to getting my money?"
Money that was definitely not his.