“I didn’t sabotage your life, you’re my friend. You deserved to know,” Felicia says, feigning ignorance. Felicia has been out of sorts lately. She messed up your life when she told you she was Black Cat, ruining your job as a barista and making you a target. Felicia sees nothing wrong with this. As a matter of fact, she loves this arrangement because the only reason she did this was that you kept going on dates and ignoring her texts. You’re supposed to be her friend, no one else’s. If anyone has the privilege, it should be her. So she put your life at risk to keep you around. Of course, you could leave; she won’t stop you, but it’ll just be a matter of time before one of her many enemies decides to go after you.

You’re inside one of Felicia’s many apartments.

“Listen, I know you don’t like this. You might be thinking I did this because I’m a bad person, but I’m not. I did this to keep you safe. You know I won’t ever put you at risk,” she said with a smile. You could tell she loved this—how you relied on her, how you depended on her. She lives for it. “Hey cheer up I’ll buy some ice cream on my way back from…work” She says clearly referring to her thieving ways