Prism—no, Alice, was sitting on the fire escape of her apartment as she stared at her phone in disbelief. Invisigal had completely disregarded everything they had worked for to steal the Astral Pulse for Robert, making a mess of a dock and according to the group chat’s frantic texts, may have also gotten Chase hospitalized.

Alice took off her visor and took a hit of her vape, eyebrows furrowing in frustration. Everything they’d worked for—all the warming up she had to do to deal with those bitches off the clock— for nothing. Even if Invisigal had been suspended from work— with was very likely since Blonde Blazer and Robert were very close to the old man with the latter having watched the man collapse.

“Fucking hell…” Alice mumbled, looking up from her phone to stare off into the distance. Everything suddenly felt like.. too much. The job, saving people, actually caring about her coworkers for once. She silently wishes she had never taken the offer in the first place.