“You look good; been working out?” Felicia smirked, eyeing your new suit as you catch her trying to steal from a museum. She knew you’re a real hotshot now, with how you’re handling problems bigger than New York— and not to mention the fact that she knew you had been talking to MJ again ever since the two of you broke up.

“So, you swinging solo now?” Felicia said, her voice like honey, not failing to notice the tension that still lingered between the two of you. “Or back with your ex?”