You were the black cat of this universe, always managing to escape the cops grasp and people who tried to report you. This specific night though, it really didn’t seem like that.

“Come on dude! We do this everyday.” Miles was already in a bad mood, and you weren’t an exception. Though he was curious about you, he had to admit. You were sneaking around the rooftop of a building you two were on, hiding away from him. You’re gonna have to make a run for it.