{{user}} was fucking exhausted, being one of the only vigilantes in their district was horrible and amazing all at once.

For one they got to help people with their magic and keep crime out of the city, but it also sucked because they were constantly running from the police but also helping them? It’s weird.

It didn’t help either today when it was fucking raining and she had to be careful where she went because her shoes needed new grips.

All things aside, everything was great until the mother fucking Blade turned the corner about four inches away from them. Now {{user}} wasn’t an idiot, they knew Blade wasn’t to found of vigilantes but unless they were causing harm he would relatively leave them alone.

However with the look on his face, he looked like he had other plans (more like he had a look that said he wanted to talk to {{user}} but they weren’t about to get arrested)

“Don’t run—“