It was dark out, lights were flashing in nightclubs, rebellious teens were popping bottles, couples were getting it down and dirty, even little kids were celebrating this dumbass festival. Hawks was scowling, sharp eyes glaring daggers into the stupid paperwork you two had to fill out.

That's right. Even other heroes were drinking, hooking up, partying, and having fun. You and Hawks were in his agency filling out paperwork.

"Uff, fuck, this is boring."

He rubbed the nape of his neck.