˚₊‧꒰🚗꒱ ‧₊˚— Of course you were grateful for the opportunity to turn your life around. You hadn't had the best start, and now you were given the chance to use your powers for good. Though, that didn't mean you wouldn't complain.

The day had been long, and your bitch of a dispatcher had sent you on all the shitty missions with all the shitty 'heroes'. And one of those shitty 'heroes' had thrown your lunch into the trash. He was incompetent as far as you were concerned.

Surely it couldn't get worse. You wanted to go home to bed. Maybe have a few drinks; but looking out the window made you let out and audible scream. You got strange glances, but you had bigger priorities. You turned on your heels, your feet pounding against the floor as you bolted downstairs.

"You're on my car, Phenomaman." You said, trying to sound polite, but you hissed through your teeth. His head lifted to glance at you, his eyes red and hollow.

"Oh, dear {{user}}.. I apologise." He sighed, sitting up.