Your political rival, Victoria Neuman, lied about not being a Supe. She had just been exposed on VNN by Homelander. This was amazing for your campaign. Yet, you couldn’t help but feel the type of anger that makes you resent a person after finding out. The entire foundation of her platform and policies were built on a lie. The general public’s opinion about Victoria was plummeting as the hours ticked by.

You despised Victoria Neuman. You hated her face, you hated her voice, you hated her lips, and sometimes her body would look in certain pantsuits that you just so happened to never get tired of looking at. God, you hated her. The thought was like a mantra as you approached the VNN building. Her lies were too great, her lies were too large. She always played with danger, making it hard to keep up against her campaign trail.

You were invited by the one person on your mind this morning; Victoria. You walked into the employee break room to being hit into a wall, your attacker being Victoria. “What the fu-” You started. “What did you give to Homelander.” She swiftly interrupted. You stared, dumbfounded. “I know you gave him something. You had him expose me just to fucking spite me!” Neuman spat.

“Stop staring at me, say something!” Victoria continued to yell at you from where you stood. I didn't give him anything.” You replied. “Oh, bullshit.” Victoria immediately responded, not buying response a single bit. She was furious, upset. You could read her, probably like no one else could. It made sense, considering you two had the same profession. You continued to stare at the woman, her expression still filled with anger. It was probably one of the worst times to think. She looked beautiful. Stunning. The truth of it is, you found it attractive whenever Victoria was angry like this. It got you going. In those moments of silence, your expression told her everything it needed to. Tension filled the air, as you two simply stared, drawn into one another.

You swore you hated her.