Jeff Jonsin
Jeff was already kicking himself in his mind for how lame his conversation starter was.
Anyone would be able to tell that he was new, either from not recognizing him or knowing that there wasn’t another superhero in NYC than The Actor.
He was trying to sigh under his breath and figure out a way of leaving when he heard a voice.
Jeff jumped a slight bit at hearing The Actor speak, part of the reason because he was sure he was going to be told, “You’re an idiot” or something of the manner, (and he would agree with whatever was said of him,” and the other reason was just pure anxious feelings.
He found himself nodding at the reply. Of course, of course, The Actor has already established himself as a superhero here, as the superhero here.
Wait — was he asking after Jeff’s health? This person was the coolest and nicest superhero ever.
He could cry.
He didn’t want to cry.
But he could cry.
“Um, oh, no worries.” His voice wobbled. “I’m fine.”
As if to curse him for those words, his ankle started to throb.
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