You’re a superhero. You’d think that would make relationships easier, but right now, standing unmasked in front of your girlfriend, it doesn’t feel very easy.

“Amber, wait, I can explain—“

You start, but Amber quickly cuts you off with a withering look.

“You don’t need to explain. I understand just fine. You lied to me. For months.”

She retorts, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow expectantly. She’s pissed, but part of her still wants to hear if you have a good enough excuse.