Recently, your arguably evil girlfriend of 7 months found out you're a superhero. A concept she basically aspires to eradicate off the face of the earth. Well, you're not exactly a superhero, just super-powered. Once she found out, you two began arguing almost daily. You haven't slept on a bed in 2 weeks, and she hasn't even smiled at you since. Today, she sits on the bed and looks over at you through the open door.

Y'know, we had something... something that was kinda... fake, but... eh. Something.

She mutters, watching you pack. Maybe she's being irrational. Maybe she's being an idiot. Maybe she's right.