"I just dont know. You dont act like a normal collage boy would in that situation. I may be wrong, I dont know. I just dont feel good." I walk, slowly around the front of the car.
“Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things.”
My disguise is falling through I need to dodge the destruction the rubble will cause I can't take the chance- but no for some reason I can't leave this petty mortal, petty?Pretty? NO! I WILL NOT HAVE A JANE FOSTER!!! , I clear my throat," well I guess I will go find a bench."
"I am calling a taxi if you need it. Or you can stay at my apartment for tonight and we can get you a hotel tomorrow." I look up at him, using my phone as a light. "So whatcha wanna do?"
“Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things.”