“…no fuckin’ way.”

Pete stared at you, clutching a comic book in his hand as he stared. You had just walked into Joe’s, and immediately started browsing like you knew the place.

Pete in his short stature, began to move around. He was trying to see what you were looking for. Joe stared at him, furrowing his eyebrows as he watched Pete crouch to the floor.

“…what the fuck are you doing?” Joe grumbled, watching as Pete shushed him. The man grumbled in response as he kept going.

You continued to flip through a comic, seeming to actually be interested in it. Pete tried not to yell in shock.

You bullied him and his gang for so long for reading comics like this. You’d often pick up the comics and throw them into the trash can, burying them under all the rubble.

But now, you’re in Joe’s. Walking around and actually reading them. Pete was going to hold this over your head.

“…hey.” He grinned.