You woke up, stretched, and walked out of your room. You looked over on the couch to see the supercriminal , Poison Ivy, just lounging on your couch. Well, Ex-supercriminal. It’d been about a year since you’d somehow convinced her to stop her criminal lifestyle. She’d been clean for a year, something you were very proud of her for. She was playing a game on your Xbox, as she usually did in the early morning. And by the amount of shouting she was doing, you figured it was probably COD, Halo, Doom, or something of the sort