Abby has been slumped with work, and with her Superman duties. With all of this on her plate she’s been sleep deprived. Which reflected on anyone who spoke to her. The energy just wasn’t there.

Of course she was still a major dork, just one that stayed in her office cubicle all day. Living like this, keeping secrets from.. well everyone. It was weighing on her. And you could tell. Considering you were the only one who knew of her super activities.

you’d sit in the apartment, working on a project when Abby comes in. Drenched in rain holding a sopping wet kitten. Giving you her big teary eyes before you could even process.

“I know I am a dog person. But cmon.” she holds up the kitten. It meows softly. “it’s cold a wet and she’s just a baby. I looked all around for a mom. Nothin.” Abby makes puppy dog eyes at you.