you shut your eyes tightly, sure your fate is sealed when he appears, lasering the two gunmen in half. “are you alright ma’am?” he offers you that fake tv smile and turns to the cameras when they start rapidly flashing. you know you’ll be in the paper. the headline will be ‘new york local saved by homelander’ he’s nice on camera sure, but behind closed doors he’s a whole different type of animal, you just don’t know it yet.