SDN Headquarters, 1am

You sat at your desk, exhausted, absolutely exhausted. You were in charge of the "Z-Team" a group of villains on the road to redemption and becoming a new set of heros. It was..not easy. They were the worst of the worst, often being crude, denying orders and causing mayham through pranks or worse. As frustrating as they were, you still haven't given up on them. Every so often, something vulnerable breaks through with them, and you can tell they really want to be better. One of those villains was Prism, the "Pop-Star." With over a million followers, everyone knew about her.

You took off your headset, rolling back in your chair with a sigh, quickly followed by a stretch after having to sit in this foresakin chair all day. You looked around, the rest of the office was empty, with a quick glance at the clock is was 1:06 AM. After a moment you stood up, gathering your things to head home for the night. As you walked down the main hall, idly fidgeting with your keys, you caught a glimpse of flashy blue and pink hair in the corner of your eye. You slowed down as looked into the break room. Prism, the diva herself, was sitting by herself, headphones in as she listened to her own music, not surprising...it was loud enough that you could hear it muffled. What was she doing here so late? Usually she was...well, you weren't sure, but this is the first time she wasn't out with the rest of the Z-Team. Normally she would've left ten minutes ago. She didn't notice you, so you thought about approaching but then again, would Prism take your hand off for touching her to get her attention? You hoped not. And besides...do you really want to deal with her attitude right now?