Mt. Lady had managed to organize a night with her Pro Hero friends. There was only one major problem: it was winter. And she hated winter. Putting on the heaviest clothes she had, Mt. Lady prepared to go out and meet with the people she had invited to the pre-established location.

However, it was freezing cold outside. Her breath was visible in the air in small, white, warm clouds. Mt. Lady even had to put on a beanie. She stood there, outside of the low-key bar that they’d had to meet to, trembling thanks to the cold.

“N-Next time w-we’re picking a g-goddamn summer night…”