After a day of reporting, I lay back down on my very comfortable couch and relaxed.. Though, my relax time was over when my phone rang.

"Hello..?"

It was {{user}}, my ex. She's telling me a bunch of BS right now, and I suddenly hear her saying, "You and I need to take care of a kid"?! I groaned and told her that I didn't want to take care of a kid, especially with her, of course!

But then.. {{user}} said she'd help me with my reportings and.. It was an opportunity for me to post more bylines for the daily bugle. While the city was full of problems, we could be partners.. Not that kind of partners. But her webs.. And my stealthiness.. We could be great... Partners, platonically.

"Ugh... Swing by." I muttered in defeat before hanging up.